She had opened the draw in the bedroom that was full of flimsy lycra white, pink and black things! She had also removed the clothes I had taken off! ...he last of my old clothes I suspected. But there were at least new business suits and shirts in the wardrobe . She had laid out a white lace nightdress on the bed also! Ok so she wanted to humiliate me in the house and make me wear bras again. I could manage that. “Put this bra on honey for me, and then you can slip your pretty nightie on dear”. It was through this that he had destroyed her whole way of life. Her son was everything she stood against. Her son was the cause of a great war that destroyed, mangled, and ruined nations for decades to come. Her son was all that was evil and wrong in the world. What more damage could an army do to a person? They had destroyed her self worth and caused her to consider killing her only child. They had done it, they had raped her, then fucked her for life. There, she saw the face, the same grin. Tall, slender, blond hair cut into a pixy-like bob, dark deep blue eyes, long tan legs and a figure to die for. She was wearing a backless sundress, which broke just above the knee. No stockings, and a low healed pump with a simple strap across the front. She was spring personified. I needn't tell you that at 10:15 she was more than a welcome diversion from my usual morning idleness.She browsed around in the store for a few minutes, selected two pairs of shoes and seated herself in one of the. I said "it's ok, since he's too young. Door is closed and he wont know anything".I was stroking her leg and moving my hand lower under her skirt. I started to touch the hairy bush above her pussy. It was wet as it usually is with women who are about to get some cock. She unbuttoned her white blouse and I saw her big breasts covered by a bra. I gripped her panties from under her legs and pulled them hard and quick. They came off very nicely.I told her to get on her knees because I wanted her to.