"Ronnie picked up her coset, and looked at it. It was a lightly bonded,over the bust, in satin, with a front busk, back lacing, and sixgarters. It was...trimmed in lace, and embroidered with small pink roses.Jaimie picked hers up, and looked at it. It was a twin to Ronnies'.Ronnie said, "These are gorgeous, and very expensive." How expensive?" I'll bet, four hundred dollars or more." You're kidding!" No love. Corsets' are expensive. In fact, when I wore my mom's, shemade me wear an under slip to. I was amazedwhen she handed me a bra that was so fully padded as to be very obviousbeneath my shirt and the camisole did nothing to disguise the bulgeeven when I replaced my jacket. The pleasure that garment gave me waslargely in my mind, (I'd got a king size hard again) and I hated havingto remove it before I went home. A week or two later she asked me ifI'd like to wear a dress and waist slip. I was even more thrilled whenshe produced a uniform dress so that I looked like all the other. She begged me to put it in saying, ” Please fuck memSurya! Please! I want your cock in me so badly!!” I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy, it was a little tight as she didn’t have sex in a long time.But my cock went in smoothly cuz her pussy was so wet. I kept moving my cock in and out and she was moaning loudly. It felt so good, I kept fucking her faster and faster and suddenly felt like peeing. I stopped and told Mrs. Lal that I felt like peeing.She smiled and explained, ” Surya, you. I came back from the toilet and sat down next to Mom who sidled up close to me and kissed my cheek."I don't believe he is your lover he is too young, more like your son than your lover", said one of the local guys.The other man said, "if he is your lover then kiss him properly"."What's going on?", I asked."Oh these cheeky local men think I'm too old for you and that kissing me properly will prove that you really are my lover". Mom gave me a look that said play along otherwise we'll never get.