And Idid start to think about breasts - my breasts. My erection now was rockhard - what would my dad think if he saw his son now - I wondered as Ipu...led the bed covers up over me.On Sunday my mom came into my room again without knocking and woke me up."Honey, we have a big day and I want you to get ready now. Your fatherjust left to play golf and he won't be home until after lunch. So, angel,let's get going'. She pulled back my cover to expose me. There in plainsight was my little boner. 'Oh,. I’d imagine her dressed in leather and thrashing a whip making me quiver in fear of getting a good thrashing if I did perform to her expectation.So I was very interested to here that not so long ago she was quite the naughty mistress to a few, select, luck buggers on the night shift .The story went that back then someone from the office had to work a night shift to receive paperwork on stuff that was immediately transferring. Usually this was a boring time as very little actually happened.It. .. I return my attention to the books but find my mind wandering more and more as I think about the way she moves, her beautiful smile, what she may look like naked... come on man! Get a grip! You've got work to do! I start reading again and soon the afternoon turns to evening.I look up from my books when I notice that night has fallen and look around, surprised to see the library deserted accept for me. I stifle a yawn then look at the clock: 8.15 p.m. I stand and stretch, relieving the cramp. This left little to the imagination and I guessed her breasts to be a 32C. Beside her she had a bottle of body oil and a small assortment of dongs. At first I thought these televisions were to amuse me while my wife "auditioned;" however, when a few moments later my wife entered the room I realized I was going to see exactly how well she performed. When my wife walked on camera with the producer as her escort she was still fully clothed, in her cotton T-shirt and military green mini-skirt.I.