She asked for a low cut blouse and he said ok Maam but then I have to measure your shoulders to the breast. She blushed but agreed. He measured the di...tance from the shoulder to the center of the nipple, This time he felt properly. Then he measured from shoulder to the bottom of the boobs. He asked,” Maam How much low cut should I keep? Do you mind exposing some cleavage?”. She looked at her blankly.He responded by lifting her shirt from the shoulder and pulling it down from the front. Now he. I asked them to come in when they dropped me off but they said they had to get home. I'm sure glad I met her. I couldn't have done it without you Mother." She laughed,I knew she was chiding me. And it was true, if it wasn't for that goddamn Jack I wouldn't be going thru the stress of her new found social life.She appeared to be so happy...maybe Heather and Jennifer were typical teenagers, nice girls who were just experimenting the night I met them. Anyway, she was home and everything seemed to. "He looked into my eyes, kissed me again, and reassured me: "As I said, she wont be joining us." Than why is she nude and in your bedroom?" Because she'll be getting a different type of pleasure. You see she likes to be... um... humiliated in front of other strange women... then enjoys watching as I fuck them."This was now really getting weird. I didn't expect this at all. It sounded very much like a female version of cuckolding... I guess you could call it cuntolding or what ever. In any case,. We got up and moved to the living room and the conversation turned to the real reason for the get-together. We talked about our sexual preferences, specific rules for each of us and then we drained another bottle of wine.Cass had worn a black thin-strapped satiny dress hemmed mid-thigh. It fit tight across her chest and just loose enough past the hips to have some movement. Underneath she wore no bra as always and only a spritz of body spray on her belly and thighs, no panties.Lena was wearing.