And they will need some matching attire for the evening. I want them looking the same. After-all, mother and daughter.”“What were you thinking, th...n?” She was discussing this with Tim like we had no say in it. Of course, we didn’t but I wondered how she realized that.“Simple, really. It can’t get in the way of the evenings activities. I was thinking all white: High heels, thigh high stockings, a lace choker, and maybe a string of long, fake pearls.”“My, this sounds interesting.” Now she looks. I keep our little bag of toys and sometimes I bring them, sometimes I don't. If they're there, we might remember to use them, but often we don't. I like that, that we don't really plan things, but that they are spontaneous. Anyway, the last couple of times we'd met up, we'd got very hot and heavy very quickly. He'd basically meet me at the door, often already naked. It never takes him more than three minutes to get me from arriving to nude, and within seconds we'd been at it really hot and. Nana got up and circled behind me, placing her chin on my shoulder and sliding her arms around my chest. "Do I have to go to my knees, too?"I was vaguely amazed at her familiarity. "Your knees probably aren't as arthritic as they once were," I murmured. "In fact, for you to have come here..." Yes, you are correct," Nana breathed in my ear. "I want you, Marcus. I haven't wanted a man in twenty years, but I want you. Not tonight, but soon; I feel younger almost by the moment and my womanhood is. ” I looked at her and gulped. If she was saying what I thought she was saying, she was coming on to me. I didn’t know how to respond. I wanted to say something clever, something that would potentially open up the situation without making it blatantly obvious that I wanted to fuck her. I also thought briefly about sam and Sameer and how they would react if they knew something had happened between Mrs. Sonam and me. Before I could say anything further, she spoke again. “you should take a shower.