I immediately looked at the door, and could have sworn I saw the door closed."Dad?" I called out.I heard nothing back, so I dismissed it for the time ...eing. Then I took off my shirt, my bra, and the thong too. I was completely naked, and I went through the rest of my clothes in the process. I was trying to decide what I wanted to try on next, when I heard that same noise again. I was less than skeptical the last time, but then I wanted to know what that was. I grabbed my robe, and put it on. I. Even just piled onto the bed she couldalready tell that her outfit wouldn't be any better than her lingerie.The first item just confirmed it as a full skirt made up out of whitenetting went over her head, down her torso to eventually settle ontoher hips.The petticoat reached only up to the tops of Marcy stockings, coveringthem as long as she stood straight and perfectly still. Any movementwould cause it to rise up and fully expose her stocking tops though. Ifshe moved to wild, she feared even. "So what – Big Deal?"You two shared a little thrill, but it wasn't too much of a thrill, and you realized it was not what you intended, and moved on."Let it go, and forget about it. I guarantee Brian thinks it was the coolest thing he ever did, and that you are the coolest mom on earth - so let him."She thought that over while I gently rocked inside her. Pretty soon thinking took a back seat to coming and she squealed, cried out, scratched my back, and slammed into me with all her might, then. I never mind anyone else eyeing you up, because I know you’re mine and I’m yours and we don’t want or need anyone else. So that means I can relax and enjoy myself and have fun and just enjoy being with you.This evening we’ve stayed up late. We’ve got glammed up and managed to get into Amika in High Street Kensington. We’ve danced around and I’ve flirted outrageously with the guy behind the bar and blagged free shots off him, so we’re well wobbly by the time it’s time to leave.There are no taxis.