When I walked into the family room where Dan was sitting, wearing what Dan considered a mini skirt, stockings, four inch heels and a low cut blouse, h... said what are you doing? I thought we weren't going out."I didn't say we weren't going out, Julie said they weren't able to go, But if you don't want to go fine, but I'm going out for awhile."Dan went back to the bedroom and finished dressing. He was pissed off and sulked around hardly speaking to me, right up until we got to the bar where we. "I followed her instructions carefully noticing how primed she was to take it up the ass from the way she gasped at the butter and how she spread her ass cheeks to make it easier for me to get inside. I had to admit she was a lot different than her daughters who were all shy and immature about such things expecting me to know everything. I really like the way the older woman was taking charge and giving me exact instructions on her ultimate degradation and submission to my will.She was startled. What had I gotten myself into. Here I was on my hands and knees, wrists and ankles cuffed, my back fully arched and my ass high in the air while I used a dildo on myself in front of this very powerful man. I thought about how scared I was but then something else hit me. A different emotion, a submission from fear. I plunged the dildo deep inside myself again and let out a very natural moan as I looked up into his eyes. I couldn't believe it. I was actually starting to like it. The dildo was. But as I retreated I saw two very noticeable bumps underneath the thin, silky fabric....As my late teen years approached, I was increasingly captivated by her sexuality, realizing that not only was she my mother but also a very beautiful woman. She was tall, long-legged and shapely. I was the envy of my over-sexed adolescent friends. They would often come to the house, feigning interest in me but actually focused on her, hoping for a brief glimpse up her skirt or, the Holy Grail, down her.