I could feel theconfidence in how I looked just moments before begin to slip away. Wait,I look fine, just get some clothes on. I paused to think that ...ne out alittle further. There was no way I would be fully dressed before..."Rachel?" I heard a voice call out. I breathed a little easier, it wasBrad. Duh! OK, get some clothes on! I grabbed for the blouse and held itup before me. It looked like shit all wrinkled. Damn! I dropped it backon the sink, nothing I could do about it. I moved the other. Now was the moment of choice; would she accept me, accept this, or had I destroyed our relationship forever? She drew in a deep breath, then surrendered to the moment. To me. She could see what I was staring at."Do you like them, baby? Mommy's tits? They're 42b, you know. Smaller now," she added as an afterthought, "than they used to be. When you were younger. Much younger." I love them," I answered earnestly. "But without the rest of you, what are they worth? Nothing. I want you, mom, all of. "Come in!" came from a well spoken ladies voice on the other side of thedoor, a voice I seemed to recognize. But was it that of my mother?Turning the knob then pushing open one final door I knew this is it, mymouth suddenly went dry, oh for my glass of milk right now. As the doorwent inwards, nanny's hand guided me nervously through before her. Thedoor closed behind us, I'm now trapped, I couldn't take much notice ofmy surroundings. My eyes went straight to the rather attractive woman,sitting. And why I don’t usually do anything about your needs.” She smiled devilishly. “Keeping you horny makes you a better pussy eater. Doesn’t it?” Just the thought of having my head between her heavy thighs and my mouth on her pussy turned me on. When that’s all your allowed to do with your wife, it gets to be the center of your sex life and you start to crave it. In the beginning it bothered me, especially since Gerta isn’t fastidious about her personal hygiene down there, if you know what I mean..