Their grandpa had been gone for awhile. His life insurance paid off the house. Their grandma continued to work part time and took care of their mom a...d them. They shared a room with their mom. Their mom passed away a few years ago, leaving their grandmother their sole guardian. She continued to work to support them all. Both Brad and Cassie shared a room now. "You better have left some hot water for me." Cassie said, as Brad dried himself. "I left enough for you to have a quick shower or else. With women who’d been abused or raped, who started crying before anyone even touched them. She would start out with them, get them to the point that with her they could orgasm, tolerate penetration with a dildo, that sort of thing. She told me she’d seen me rescue a sub who was being forced onto the scene by an abusive husband, and so she trusted that I would never force something with one of her clients. And she was very clear, these women were clients, not romantic interests. She insisted. Dean was at work. Anna had a nice room with her private bath. I was to meet her there at eleven. I heard someone leaving, I looked out the window to see Mr and Mrs Thomas leaving. Then I saw it was eleven. Down the hall I went, the noise from the party would cover any sounds Anna and I might make. Into her room I went and then to the bathroom. My cock was super hard at this point. Then I found Anna'a mom standing there. "Oh hey Ellie." I said trying to act like nothing was going on. "Hey Jack,. As she stepped closer, in my dream, I appreciated her body. Small tits with upturned nipples, which had no need whatsoever of the flimsy bra, which encased them. Her beautiful flat tummy was crowned by a prominent naked mons. All of it framed by a lacy suspender belt and black stockings. From there on I lost it, she became just another dream fuck, leaving me sticky and relaxed in the morning.She visited me twice in that outfit: Bra, suspenders and stockings. That was highly unusual. My nightly.