She did tell me even small breasted I should be proudof them. Trust me I will!I waited until after dinner before I gave her the framed copy of my name...hange. She sobbed like a baby when she saw it and I have to admit Ished a few tears with her. She told me she finally had the daughter shealways dreamed of having. I told her yes she did and I was going to tryto be a lady and a daughter she could be proud of. She said I alreadywas which brought more tears to me. This emotional ride of. She pushed me on the couch and sat on my lap and was smooching me and bit my ear lobes and told u have awaken the wild side inside me and now handle it, I replied my pleasure, and started licking her face and biting her ear lobes, she was breathing heavily and licking my face and biting my lips, even I bit her lips but softly and passionately that raised her and she was moaning hard.I was scratching her back while I was holding and licking her neck, I was licking her cleavage now, wow shes got. .under her sink was her laundry basket, beautifully filled and ready!! I quickly had a rummage and was in heaven?? There were sensible work knickers, thongs, gym knickers still damp, socks, bras, all of which were lacy and clearly worn!! I took the best pair I could find, one thong that was kinda damp but the crotch was really really stiff, crusty and smelly. The other pair were a pair of gym leggings with the knickers still rolled inside where she had peeled them off. Again, really smelly.. I'm not used to being speechless, so tried to regain my composure and act like the secretary I was. "Yes, yes, sorry, you interrupted my train of thought, how rude of me," I blushed. He smiled, "See you later," he said. And that was that. My first real moment of lust at first sight. After that I dressed more carefully every day, made sure my makeup was just right, my cleavage just visible, just waiting for my time. He wasn't there every day, but I found myself looking at the office door every.