. I moved closer to her and kissed her on hte lips... I knew we were going to get naked and so had noreason to blush anymore... I whispered that I wan...ed to take her right now... and as I said that I undid her trousers and catching her panty elastic with my thumbs slid everything she was wearing down...she kicked it off... to make the scene perfect I was hoping her pussy would be smooth and shaved... it was not, but it was trimmed neatly, and hte same red as her head... against the pale. It had just been a small thing that, added with all the other items of discontent, tipped the scales. He was fed up with coming home from the volunteer activities to find the washing still sitting in the basket, not hung out and it had been sitting for a number of hours, or to find the breakfast dishes still sitting on the sink, or an overturn pot plant that hadn't been picked up or his clothes taken out of the wardrobe so that there was more room for new items that she had recently bought. It. Her feet wear black highheels that are tall enough to let her look you straight in the eyes. Sheis breathtaking. Her soft voice instructs you to undress for her. Youpause at first, then begin to shed your clothing. Slowly, you undress and neatly fold and stack your clothes on thefloor. She looks down at your crotch and notices that you are alreadyaroused. She orders you to put your hands on your head and spread yourlegs so that she may inspect you. You do so. She walks around. “I’m yours. Come and take me,” he offered.Mom normally wore pajamas to bed. She wore negligees for special occasions, he suspected, and that’s what he planned to wear, rather than her little black dress and stiletto heels. Returning to the dresser, he removed a shear blue number from the middle right-hand drawer and slipped it on over his head. He touched his thumping, aching cock through the sheer material; his scrotum felt shriveled like a prune. He so wanted to be the girl in the mirror.