& put my head down. Then she came near me & said its ok. But dont do or think it in future.& kissed my cheek. We hugged & i say ok mom. & kissed her b...ck. She smiles naughtily.Then we parted.She done her job at kitchen. & we went to hall. We wait for my s*s. Then i ask her…Me: Mom did u ever watch BFs???Mom little surprised but prepares herself quick as we r very frank now…Mom: 3-4 times but little little…Me: how u find them???Mom: Not well. But little nice…Me: wow! Do u wish to see more???Mom. ," she related.I was going to refuse but then asked myself, 'What else are you gonna do?' I certainly wasn't coming up with any solution to my predicament, and I really didn't want to be here when Rita got home. Besides, maybe a distraction is what I needed. Not to mention that I had no idea when or if I'd be able to see her again. So with a somewhat heavy heart I said, "Yeah that sounds like fun. What time are you gonna get here?" I'll be there in an hour or so." (Well at least I made. We had spent most of the afternoon, after slow dancing, slowly and deeply kissing through our super tight and shiny stocking masks (him in black, me in a double shimmery honey) as my favourite seduction song ‘Queer’ by Garbage was playing on repeat. We were both completely encased in shiny tights, him in glossy black and me in thick honey. We looked so self-satisfied between our kisses. It was a thrill, exchanging our treacherous nylon kisses, while Kev was breaking his back at work for John.. Perhaps in another situation, she might have simply pulled her clothes down and hoped to miss, but with the shortage of clean underwear, she decided to take no chances. She looked around, half hoping for something to make the job easier, but reconciled herself to discarding her jeans and, after looking in all directions, stuck her thumbs in the elastic of her knickers, pushed them to her ankles and stepped out. She delighted in the feeling of nakedness, of abandonment as the morning breeze.