Evan had already scooted over and was pulling at the legs of my pants. In no time he had them off. I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my pantie....“Do you want these on or off?”“Off,” he quickly replied. “Please.”I took my panties off, turned and lay back with my head on the armrest. My one foot was on the floor, with the other up on the sofa. I opened my legs to my boy and he eagerly settled in between them.“Wow, Mom, looks like you haven’t been shaving lately.”“Don’t you like it?”“I do,. I told he that I didn’t know how we could do it but she told me to drive to a field by her house and park up in the gate way. This I did then she told me to carry her into the field where I would find a tree with a “Y” in the lower branches and I could place her there and have my way with her from behind. This I did and spent the next hour shagging the arse off her. Afterwards, I lifted her down, put her back in the car and drove her home. I pulled up at the front door and the farmer came. "The following morning I felt sad as I dressed in my green ensemble andput on my makeup. I had been 'Caroline' for three whole days and now Iwas going to have to revert to being boring old male me. It would havemade more sense if I had dressed in my male clothes straight away forthe journey home, but Hannah and I had both managed to respect ourunspoken agreement not to reveal anything specific about our maleidentities. True, after a weekend of conversation we knew a great dealmore about each. After 2 minutes my door was knocked. It is my mom; I opened the door, OH! she is gorgeous with her dressing and makeup. She is white pattu sari designed with red borders and wore red color matching blouse with low length arms and a milk glass in her hand. I welcomed her in to my bed room and took milk glass in her hands. Walk to bed and kept on the table beside the bed. She followed me up to bed and standing over there with shy face. I held her chin and move up to see in her eyes. Just her eyes.