‘Hey… sweet tea.’ We chat back and forth a bit. She gets my order. I look at pictures on her cell phone. She specifically tells me to stop at a ...ertain point as I’m scrolling through them. We both know I won’t and we both know she told me becuase she wanted me to see the picture of her with no shirt on… and she knew I’d want to see it too. We both casually laugh and call it an ‘oops’, lying to each other… maybe even to ourselves. I finish my meal as slowly as possible. Hard to do. Eating fast. I like to watch my wife Roxanne be with and fuck other men while I watch or alone and she can tell me about it when she gets home. This night Roxanne was going out by herself with the idea of finding some strange cock, and she did! She got all dressed up in black 5 high heel pumps, Cuban theigh high stockings that are tan and black and have the line running up the back, a black lace garterbelt, black lace see through thong panties, black lace see through shelf bra that exposes her nipples, had. " I looked hard and sawwhere another label had been cut away. Only a little edge was left, but sureenough, it was black.I was really afraid to ask Mom about the shirts. I guess I knew that theywere a matching set, a "Mother and Daughter" set.I went to my room, hung up the shirt, and began to cry. I wanted Mom to loveme, but I was a boy, not a girl. I think I stayed there a long time. Finally,I heard Mom's voice."Robbie, come here. I'm ready to take out the rollers."I helped her take out the. She had seemed to be an active participant. A more than willing participant.Yet she seemed ... um ... something when she climbed out of my bed and left the room. Angry, maybe? Disgusted, perhaps? Not pleased nor satisfied emotionally and physically, definitely.And what was the voice in my head? Why had I imagined that? Where did it come from?Deciding the best thing for me was a long, hot shower, I went to the bathroom to take care of business. Along the way, I noticed the ring lying on the.