Every year my Dad goes to California to spend Memorial Day weekend with his mother. Also to run a 6 mile race. That was never a problem for me or my m...m. My mom and I spend this time just relaxing, which usually include going to see a movie. Well this year we decided to go up to Canada for the weekend. Since this was Memorial Day weekend, we called ahead for a reservation for this nice hotel on the bay. So we get on the ferry and eventually get though customs. After an hour we finally get to. I was acting stupid cause I saw here panties and said:No! I mean are you wearing thong now?She said:No, I had training before I came here so just regular pants.Me: Can I see them?She was a little surprised but she said yeah!I crouched in front of her ass and she pulled down her yoga pants.After that I started touching her ass and pulled up her pants to make them look like thong.“Wow, this ass would look amazing in thong:”, I said.She just smiled and shake her ass a little bit.“I bet its look. "Oh, really?" I snarled, standing before him in my dark business suit of shortish skirt, blouse, blazer and high-heeled shoes, hands on my hips, head cocked to one side. "Explain what? That you're masturbating with a pair of my dirty hose and have another pair over your face? That you're sniffing and getting excited about? Is that about it, Wally? Huh? Is it?He sat red faced and ashamed, head dipped down to his chest, tears in his eyes."Pick your head up, Wally!" I barked, tossing my briefcase. I felt a stirring in my pants. ‘Not now,’ I thought to myself, ‘we’ve got all day!’ I really liked school, but today would be a drag. I was hot and I was, of coarse, preoccupied with Karen. This I did not understand because I have been getting laid regularly since the band had started playing at the school dances. Not that I’m any kind of Casanova, I’ve just been lucky because I play guitar so well. Seems the ‘groupies’ always go for the lead player. Karen had just been in a mood last night and.