Since it is Diwali, everyone takes an oil bath. Ever since I could remember, my mom used to apply oil and bathe us (me, my sister, and dad) in Diwali....The oil needs to be washed properly from the bodies. She bathes after she has bathed and washed us.So I was the last to bathe after my dad and my sister. I went into the bathroom, sat on a bath stool in my brief, and prayed to control my boner. My mom was standing there in a nighty which was already wet because of bathing my dad and sister.She. They seemed to have the newest everything: TV, iPad, appliances. I sat down on the couch, but couldn't find the remote. So much for that idea. I continued back upstairs, my footsteps loud in the quiet house. As I entered, I saw my seventeen year old slave slowly open her eyes. She propped herself on her elbow and looked at me, smiling. "Hey, master. That was a great night!" I laughed softly. "Don't worry. We have a full day ahead of us!" She climbed out of bed, and I lightly smacked her on the. I'll go and get them, in the meantime why don't you get made up. It's all in the Parlour just help yourself. There's a strong possibility that Guy will join us for lunch and you will want to look your best." Sylvie. Why are you so keen to get me and Guy together?" Sylvie gave that some thought."I don't think that it was a conscious thought, more a reaction to what I saw when Guy joined us for lunch as Ugo's. You came alive, Marion. Your eyes sparkled and you flirted. I know Guy and he was just. Can we do more" Good things happen to those who are patient - all in due course"She made a cup of her tea again for us and then went into the bathroomand changed into her short night gown again and we went to sleep.I went to sleep feeling very sexy in the lingerie and happy & horny -excited about what tomorrow would bring.That night I had even crazier dreams. In these I was wearing lingerie,but I had real tits and was being fucked by about 10 guys all takingturns at fucking me and me sucking.