Thirty minutes later I stand in front of Master ready for inspection. I’m wearing 5′ stiletto heels, black stockings with garter belt, lacy blac... panties, a short black skirt which just skimmed my buttocks, a lacy black 36C bra and a see-through, white lacy top which showed off my plump breasts magnificently. Master walked around me, glanced up and down then said “Good my pet but you’re not ready yet.” Slowly he unfastens a few buttons on my blouse, then pulls my breasts out of the bra and. He nodded, holding my gaze, then did his jeans back up.?Thanks Ste? he said. Then he leaned into my ear. ?Play your cards rightand I might let you get down and suck on it for me sometime?He picked up his beer glass, looked me straight in the eye and raised hiseyebrows to confirm that he was being totally serious, then turned andwalked off. I watched him walk across to the others, and in seconds he wasdancing and joking with the guys again, back at the centre of attention.I went over and. He began staying late after school, and when he finally got home her son would act too tired to respond to her subtle suggestions that she was interested in continuing the games they played one morning not so long ago in her big bed.Helen was too shy to try to entice her son more openly. She offered herself to him by wearing thin shirt tops without a bra, or smiling suggestively during dinner. He only talked about everyday things. She knew she could never bring herself to really seduce her son.. "But I want to be in your arms while we talk." Why do you ask me for everything that I want to give?"I sat at one end of the settee, and Ann curled herself up in that double-jointed way that women manage and relaxed into my arms. She was facing up, so from time to time she would indicate that a kiss would make her happy. She started a conversation that was going to be painful for me."Why did your mum dislike me so much?" Any number of reasons, but mainly because you were taking her first-born.