In the evening, Billy had to do something out for an hour or so, I changed into my nightie and started watching TV in my room, Billy came back, changed his clothes, wore a pair of boxers and walked into my room, he sat on my bed close to my legs, looking me in the eyes and saying “aren’t you going to tell me what did I do last night mom?”
Only then it struck me, and I noticed I was wearing another nightie, just as bad and as revealing as the one I wore last night, again, pantie less and braless, unintentionally, I glued my legs together, trying to hide whatever was showing, and I found my hands trying to cover my tits, an act that made Billy so curious, he was never as determined in trying to know what had happened
. Billy started pushing the bed sheet downward, revealing my thighs; he placed his palm over my thigh rubbing softly and slowly, but he was going upward with his hand, moving it to my inner thigh, as of a sudden, I whispered in his ear “that is something, you were doing last night Billy, while drunk” he was shocked, or acted shocked. I would say we, at home, were used to a very liberal way of clothing state, I would walk around with only my bra and undies sometimes, in the presence of Billy, After my instinct act of trying to cover my showing body for the first time from my son’s eyes, I found Billy’s eyes seeking whatever was showing of my seminude body, which in fact was turning me on again, making me remember all what had happened last night
. . “I think you’re right
In the evening, Billy had to do something out for an hour or so, I changed into my nightie and started watching TV in my room, Billy came back, changed his clothes, wore a pair of boxers and walked into my room, he sat on my bed close to my legs, looking me in the eyes and saying “aren’t you going to tell me what did I do last night mom?”
Only then it struck me, and I noticed I was wearing another nightie, just as bad and as revealing as the one I wore last night, again, pantie less and braless, unintentionally, I glued my legs together, trying to hide whatever was showing, and I found my hands trying to cover my tits, an act that made Billy so curious, he was never as determined in trying to know what had happened
. Billy started pushing the bed sheet downward, revealing my thighs; he placed his palm over my thigh rubbing softly and slowly, but he was going upward with his hand, moving it to my inner thigh, as of a sudden, I whispered in his ear “that is something, you were doing last night Billy, while drunk” he was shocked, or acted shocked. I would say we, at home, were used to a very liberal way of clothing state, I would walk around with only my bra and undies sometimes, in the presence of Billy, After my instinct act of trying to cover my showing body for the first time from my son’s eyes, I found Billy’s eyes seeking whatever was showing of my seminude body, which in fact was turning me on again, making me remember all what had happened last night
. . “I think you’re right
In the evening, Billy had to do something out for an hour or so, I changed into my nightie and started watching TV in my room, Billy came back, changed his clothes, wore a pair of boxers and walked into my room, he sat on my bed close to my legs, looking me in the eyes and saying “aren’t you going to tell me what did I do last night mom?”
Only then it struck me, and I noticed I was wearing another nightie, just as bad and as revealing as the one I wore last night, again, pantie less and braless, unintentionally, I glued my legs together, trying to hide whatever was showing, and I found my hands trying to cover my tits, an act that made Billy so curious, he was never as determined in trying to know what had happened
. Billy started pushing the bed sheet downward, revealing my thighs; he placed his palm over my thigh rubbing softly and slowly, but he was going upward with his hand, moving it to my inner thigh, as of a sudden, I whispered in his ear “that is something, you were doing last night Billy, while drunk” he was shocked, or acted shocked. I would say we, at home, were used to a very liberal way of clothing state, I would walk around with only my bra and undies sometimes, in the presence of Billy, After my instinct act of trying to cover my showing body for the first time from my son’s eyes, I found Billy’s eyes seeking whatever was showing of my seminude body, which in fact was turning me on again, making me remember all what had happened last night
. . “I think you’re right
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