As she promised, that night after dinner we sat down to discuss it.Jean started by saying "I first have to tell you a few things about me that I never...told you before. When I was in high school I discovered by accident that I could get boys attention by letting them see my panties. The first time was an accident. I noticed that a boy I was interested in was staring at me and I didn't know why until I looked down and saw that my skirt had ridden up and exposed my panties. The boy came over to. Again, I used to find this extremely arousing. It got me thinking that, as she was doing this anyway, perhaps I could suggest she wear something like a thong, or g-string which would have the same visual effect, in a better way, but I hadn't felt confident enough to say that so far. In any case, I didn't know if she owned anything like that, or had worn such an item, even for when dad had been around.Another thing was that, as the week had gone on, she seemed to have become much more relaxed. ”In response, I got her back in front of me, pulled her shirt off, and rubbed her bare back as she sighed contentedly. This time when she got back up on the couch, she didn’t pull her t-shirt back on.“You aren’t going to play with my tits, are you?” she asked. “I mean, I want you too if you thought maybe I didn’t.”I paused the movie, turned her toward me, cupped her tits, and lightly squeezed them. She winced.I ran the back of my hand against her face and said, “You haven’t been a. We held unto each other letting the water wash over us.“Do you have to go though” He said reaching to touch me“Yes babe, it’s going to be for a couple hours” I said putting my trouser onI was meeting a client at her house and knowing Mrs Damola? I will be held there for a couple hours. I went over to my mirror to apply a light makeup, I picked up my bag and stuffed it with my laptop and a couple catalogues.She has to be my most indecisive and impulsive client but she pays really well so I don’t.