I complemented Paul on the marks on her asshole and butt cheeks and slapped them a couple of times to see if they were sensitive. The doorbell rang an... I walked out and let my mother in.As we walked back to the living room, Grace seeing mymother, started to try to crawl away but Paul still had her lease in hand where she couldn't go anywhere."She doesn't look so high and mighty now," said my mother; walking over and petting her head like a puppy. "From now on, you’ll address me as your mommy,. I vaguely remember Linda mentioning how Christian always liked her in a dress, so wasn’t surprised by her choice of outfit.At six pm, the doorbell rang and on answering it, I greeted Christian. He was slightly shorter and stockier than me. He handed me a bottle bag and congratulated me on marrying Linda. I thanked him and led him into the lounge as Linda emerged from the kitchen. She went up to him, kissing him on both cheeks and embracing him.I told Linda that he'd bought us a bottle of. She smiled and said of course, I replied you don’t have to waste good wine throwing it over me for me to get my tits out you need to get me to drink it. To which she said here let me top your glass up, I laughed and said there not as impressive as yours, let me see then she said smiling so I stood up pulled off my top she said very nice and she reached out and grabbed one of them yes very nice, I sat back down next to her and she said do you want to feel mine, I nodded and she took off Paul’s. We talked freely, she telling me about the various clerical jobs she'd had over the years and asking me questions about my business. She seemed genuinely interested and was surprisingly easy to talk to. I noticed many of the male clientele in the restaurant staring at her as they walked past. I didn't blame them, I would have too. And I was staring myself, actually. Whenever she'd look away or take a drink of her beer, my eyes would automatically go to that spectacular chest of hers, the.