"He's my teacher. Don't be silly, daddy! He sees all of my strips." And so I suppose he chooses your clothes?" Of course." Including your underwear?"S...e leaned back in her chair and started swinging her leg up and down in long, loopy arcs. "Yes. Of course. Why?"I shrugged. "No reason. I was just wondering. What kind of underwear does he like you to wear?"She frowned at me and scowled. It was becoming a pattern. "What do you mean? It's underwear. Underwear is underwear." Of course, but does he. “Could you do up my dress please, I can’t reach.” “Sure.” Tom drew up the zip before it caught and he had to lower it again, glimpsing the black lace of her thong before it zipped up. He noted the absence of a bra and marvelled as she turned, her breasts looked ripe as they sat proudly on her chest. For the first time when working, he paid an honest compliment. “You look gorgeous.” The party passed easily as everyone enjoyed themselves as Tom chatted with Seline besides serving drinks and. I didn’t mean to razz you. I’m sorry. But wow, I mean you’ve got to just be finding a whole new side of you. This is a statistically significant departure from sweatpants and t-shirt. And hey, I’ve seen you in clubbing mode too. This is a whole different thing. It’s just kind of mind-blowing to see you so different in only three days.”“Hey, it’s still me.”“Got that. No argument. You are definitely still Melissa. But you’re learning new stuff about what being Melissa is, or could be, at least.. Lost aboard a ship with my strong, horny teenaged son." She smiled, running her nails across his chest."I'm always that way when I'm around you, mom. I can't help it." He said, grinding his cock against Heather's snatch."Well in a typical mom-son relationship that may be a little weird, but given our current situation it may actually turn out to be a good thing." She said, brushing the hair back from his eyes."Really? Why's that?" Adam asked."Well, we may be family but we are still man and.