When the doorbell rings at eight thirty let theslaves in and set them to work, don't take any nonsense, Robert will bein at ten to help organise thing...." She instructed as she slide herperfect legs into a pair of high heeled marabou slippers and rose likeAphrodite from the surf. The shimmering silk sheets slid off her flawlessbody and my heart stopped still as she rippled across the floor towardsme. She took my arm and embraced me. I hunkered down as she pulled me toher breast, trying to keep. A couple of weeks later Helene told me that she was going away the next weekend with Lisa to a spa for relaxation and fun!I didn’t have an issue with that, in fact, it would be nice to spend a couple of days on my own. They went on Friday straight from work, so I just knocked up something quick and easy for dinner and sat down to watch some porn. Tonight’s choice was a black guy, fucking white women, some married and some single. It had been playing about twenty minutes and it was exactly eight. I want you to feel my lips on the back of your neck, to turn and kiss me, to feel my hands running up your legs lifting your skirt.I want you to be guided back to the sofa, to feel the coolness of the leather on the backs of your legs as we kiss and caress.I want you to feel me guiding your knickers to one side and find you are already wet with anticipation, to gently wrap your legs around my back as I slide my fingers into you, as I want to make you mine…We stop and I ask if you would like. I suggested she go lay on the bed and i'll find some moisturiser, i also suggested she should take her top off to avoid getting stain on the sheets. Sure enough when i made my way into the room my mother was laying face down on the sheets in just her shorts and a bra. I proceeded to warm the moisturising cream in my hands before straddling my mother and gently rubber her back and shoulders. Although when i started this task i wasn't even considering my fantasy, it quickly shot to the forefront.