I had a pink blouse on, my round breast swelling it. I climbed into Mom’s car, crossing my legs. She slipped in a moment later, her trench coat open...ng in the front to show off a rather short, black skirt. I blinked in surprised as it slid down her thighs.Instead of pantyhose, she was wearing thigh-high stockings connected to a garter belt.“Um, that’s fancy,” I said.Mom blushed and shoved her skirt down her thigh. “I might, uh, have a date after work.”“Oh, good,” I said, my dick twitching. My. I am aged about 25 years and got married forcefully by my elders. I am not interested to get marriage since I got my own doubt I may not be suitable marriage life. I got job as asst engineer in private company with good salary. My relatives brought match to me and my parents accept it without my knowledge. Finally, with great difficulty I was made to accept it. After my marriage, my elders celebrated my first night and I slept separetely. My wife came to me and requested me that am there any. .”“You agreed to work your dept off...We have a dishwasher, we need a dancer..”He turned to the bottles and poured something into a glass. Amelie became aware of somebody standing right behind her, blocking her way to the exit. It was going to happen again, the third time in two days!“I need you on stage for 30 minutes...and you get to keep all the tips...here drink this, babe..” he said, putting a glass in front of her.“And...how much will..that cost me?” she asked and nodded towards the. "Not as revealing as the G-string," she answered.Without further prompting, she walked back to her bedroom and changed once more. She stood in front of me, only this time she didn't bother with the skirt. I felt that I had reached the point of no return. I turned her around in my hands and ran the tips of my fingers over the edges of the material and breathed softly on it."This isn't as comfortable?" I asked."No, not as much." Then change back to the lacy thong."She disappeared again and then.