Getting to know each other a little better. Part 2
After I had put the phone down, I suddenly realised that I hadnt asked her if I should dress up, or not. I didnt want to ring her back in case she thought I was pestering her, and after giving it some deliberation, I decided that I would just wear the same as I had wore last Saturday. At that moment I got a text from her saying, 'Have sorted some stuff out for you to wear so dont worry about dressing up beforehand. You can be a model for me.' She put one of those cheeky, little smiley faces at the end of her message. God, I thought, I didnt even know she knew how to taxt, let alone do smiley faces! She was a woman of many talents I thought with a smile.
I had trouble getting to sleep that night, with all the thoughts of seeing her in the morning running through my mind. I was relieved when morning came and Michelle had gone off to work. It was 8-30 when I got myself in the shower and cleaned myself up. Already my cock was erect just from soaping it all up. Time stood still waiting for time to leave, but eventually it was 10-15 and time to go. I just wore jeans and t-shirt, didnt bother with underwear of any kind. When I pulled up outside her house, I noticed the front door was slightly ajar. Not sure whether to just walk straight in, I decided to knock, just in case.
'Doors open, come in,' I heard her shout.
I walked in and closed the door behind me. I went in the living room, then the kitchen, but she wasnt there. Just as I walked back out into the hallway, she walked down the stairs carrying a huge bundle of clothes.
'Hi hunny,' she said, with a big grin on her face.
My cock started to harden already, just watching her walk down the stairs. I couldnt even see what she was wearing because she was covered up with the bundle of clothes she was carrying. All I could see was her face, which was very heavily made up, and her legs, which I noticed were bare.
'Hi Mummy,' I said. I so loved calling her Mummy.
'Be a good boy and take these would you?' she said handing me the pile of garments she was carrying.
I held out my arms and she placed the pile in them.
'Just put them on the sofa for now,' she said as she turned back round and started off upstairs again.
I turned round to glance at her walking back up the stairs, to see what she was wearing more than anything. It looked like she had just a tiny, black mini-dress, very tight and figure hugging. I could see her big, fat arse clearly, as she got further up. It appeared she had no knickers on. Excited at this thought, I placed the clothes on the sofa and, at a quick glance, noticed that they all looked like ladies underwear of some sort. I walked back out into the hallway just in time to catch her walking back down the stairs with a carrier bag. I held my hand out to take the bag off her.
'Oh no, you cant have this bag, well not yet anyway,' she smiled as she hugged the bag up close to her chest. This almost caused her huge boobs to pop out over the top of her dress, it must have only been the tightness of the dress that kept them in. I got a good glimpse up the front of her dress though as her skirt rode up a bit, and noticed that she did have knickers on after all. Damn, I thought, she must have just put them on while she was upstairs.
'Lets go and sit in the living room,' she said, as she cocked her head in that direction.
I followed her into the living room, she stopped by the armchair and motioned for me to sit there.
I took a seat and she sat down on the sofa dead opposite me, putting the carrier bag on the floor, beside the sofa. She had pulled her dress down before she sat down, denying me of any view. 'Right then,' she said. 'I hoped we could have a little chat, that ok?' she asked.
'Yes, thats fine,' I replied. I could see what she was wearing properly now. It was a very tight, black mini-dress type of thing as I had first thought. Very similar to one of mine actually, the one in my 'Me dressed like a slut' video, to give you an idea what it was like. She must have noticed me ogling her.
'Oh yes, sorry I am a bit scruffy, didnt have much time to sort myself out as Dad was a bit late leaving, so I just threw this on for now. I know it doesnt look great, but it is comfortable,' she said smiling.
'It looks ok actually,' I told her. And it did look ok, it hugged her body and I could see all of her nice curves and flabby bits.
'Awww, well thats nice of you to say but it is only casual wear that I keep for housework and stuff. I will change in a bit,' she said, giving me a grin and a wink. 'Glad you felt ok after Saturdays events,' she continued. 'Well, I guess you still feel ok about it,' she added.
'Yes, of course,' I nodded.
'Thats good, cos so do I,' she said. 'You havent told anyone, have you,' she added.
'Well, no, not really.'
'Not really? Sounds like you have told someone then.'
I hadnt really told anyone in person, I thought to myself, but I had wrote about it in my previous blogs. Pausing for a few seconds while I decided whether I should tell her this, I eventually admitted what I had done. She was shocked by my admission and very concerned about it. She didnt look too pleased at all and I was beginning to wish I hadnt told her.
'Why would you do that!? You do realise that what we done is not acceptable behaviour to most people, dont you?' She sounded quite angry at this point.
'I'm sorry,' I said. 'I can delete it now if you want, its no problem,' I told her, trying to reassure her.
'Yes I think you better,' she said, still rather angrily.
'Can I use your laptop then?' I asked her.
She passed me the laptop and I logged in to my account.
'What sort of site is it then?' she asked.
I muttered that it was just a porn site where you could watch videos and view pictures that people had posted.
'Are you on it now?' she asked
'Yes,' I replied.
'Show me,' she said rather sternly, clearly still not happy, even though I was going to delete it.
I turned the screen round in her direction, it was still on the homepage. 'I cant see from here, bring it over.'
I took the laptop over and handed it to her. I was about to return to the armchair when she motioned for me to sit next to her on the sofa.
'Oh yes, I recognise the site,' she said, looking at the screen. 'Dad looks at it sometimes,' she added. 'Where is the bit you wrote on here then? Are you a member?'
'Yes I am a member, but it doesnt cost anything,' I told her quickly, not wanting to sound to much of a perv. 'Here, I will show you what I wrote, its not too bad I dont think.' I took the laptop from her and went to my blog, thankful that I had only had time to post the first 4 chapters at his particular time. 'I havent wrote that much,' I told her as I showed her the web page. She took the laptop from me and started reading the first chapter. She is a bit of a technophobe, and asked me how to read the whole first part. I told her to just click the left button where it says continue. She did and when she had finished reading it, she noticed some comments at the bottom of the page.
'What are these?' she asked, pointing at the comments.
'Just comments people have left,' I said.
She sighed heavily, sounding pissed off.
'They are all good,' I said, hoping that would calm her down a bit. I really thought I had blown my chances of any further action with her. After she had read the comments, she got me to get part 2 up for her. I clicked the back button and got part 2 up, which she read in seconds. She looked at the comments again, then clicked on the back button herself this time. She got part 3 up and read through, I thought I even detected a little smile on her face as I watched her read it. When she had finished part 4 she asked me who all the comments were from. I told her that they were just from other members who had read the story, and thanks to you lot, they were all good. She agreed that the comments were 'surprisingly good,' in her words and she was surprised how understanding you all were. I explained that we were all members and obviously shared similar interests and assured her there was nothing to worry about. Even so, I offered to delete the story, but she said 'no, not for now anyway.' She was still flicking through the story and when she got back to part 1, she hovered the curser over the profile pics of people that had left comments and I told her that if she clicked on them, their profile would appear. She flicked through the profiles but didnt click on any content, pics or vids within the profile. She even clicked on mine but didnt take much notice at the time.
'Well it all seems ok,' she said. 'Everyone seems to understand, thank god.' She closed the laptop and placed it on the floor. 'Thats enough of that computer lark, anyway, we were suppose to be having a chat,' she said.
Her voice had gone back to a normal tone now, much less angry, thank god! 'I think I am going to get changed before we go any further though. I have sorted out some undies there for you. I dont wear them anymore so you can take them home to keep anyway. Have a look through and put on what you fancy, while I go up and change into something more appropriate.' She winked and left the room.
I felt so relieved that I hadnt blown my chance. I went through the pile of undies with shaking hands, feeling excited and nervous at the thought of wearing sexy, ladies undies in front of her again, equally excited that I was going to see her in similar attire, hopefully. There were stockings, suspender belts, basques, knickers (full back and thongs). There were suspender tights and a couple of body stockings too. God! What a choice, I thought, looking at them all. I decided eventually to wear a nice, white lace suspender belt with white, lace top stockings. There was only 2 pairs of white knickers, both thongs, one silky, one lacey, so I opted for the lacey pair. I noticed straight away, with the suspender belt and thong, how much bigger they were than my stuff, which were 'hand-me-downs' from Michelle, who is quite slim. My cock had became fully erect while I was dressing, but the thong was so big and high-waisted, that it covered it up totally.
'Are you ready?' I heard her shout downstairs.
'Yes, think so,' I shouted back.
I heard her laugh, 'Think so? What kind of answer is that? Well, are you decent?'
'Just about,' I replied, giggling myself now.
'Ok, well, Im coming down now.'
I sat on the sofa, quickly checking myself as I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs.
TBC
I had trouble getting to sleep that night, with all the thoughts of seeing her in the morning running through my mind. I was relieved when morning came and Michelle had gone off to work. It was 8-30 when I got myself in the shower and cleaned myself up. Already my cock was erect just from soaping it all up. Time stood still waiting for time to leave, but eventually it was 10-15 and time to go. I just wore jeans and t-shirt, didnt bother with underwear of any kind. When I pulled up outside her house, I noticed the front door was slightly ajar. Not sure whether to just walk straight in, I decided to knock, just in case.
'Doors open, come in,' I heard her shout.
I walked in and closed the door behind me. I went in the living room, then the kitchen, but she wasnt there. Just as I walked back out into the hallway, she walked down the stairs carrying a huge bundle of clothes.
'Hi hunny,' she said, with a big grin on her face.
My cock started to harden already, just watching her walk down the stairs. I couldnt even see what she was wearing because she was covered up with the bundle of clothes she was carrying. All I could see was her face, which was very heavily made up, and her legs, which I noticed were bare.
'Hi Mummy,' I said. I so loved calling her Mummy.
'Be a good boy and take these would you?' she said handing me the pile of garments she was carrying.
I held out my arms and she placed the pile in them.
'Just put them on the sofa for now,' she said as she turned back round and started off upstairs again.
I turned round to glance at her walking back up the stairs, to see what she was wearing more than anything. It looked like she had just a tiny, black mini-dress, very tight and figure hugging. I could see her big, fat arse clearly, as she got further up. It appeared she had no knickers on. Excited at this thought, I placed the clothes on the sofa and, at a quick glance, noticed that they all looked like ladies underwear of some sort. I walked back out into the hallway just in time to catch her walking back down the stairs with a carrier bag. I held my hand out to take the bag off her.
'Oh no, you cant have this bag, well not yet anyway,' she smiled as she hugged the bag up close to her chest. This almost caused her huge boobs to pop out over the top of her dress, it must have only been the tightness of the dress that kept them in. I got a good glimpse up the front of her dress though as her skirt rode up a bit, and noticed that she did have knickers on after all. Damn, I thought, she must have just put them on while she was upstairs.
'Lets go and sit in the living room,' she said, as she cocked her head in that direction.
I followed her into the living room, she stopped by the armchair and motioned for me to sit there.
I took a seat and she sat down on the sofa dead opposite me, putting the carrier bag on the floor, beside the sofa. She had pulled her dress down before she sat down, denying me of any view. 'Right then,' she said. 'I hoped we could have a little chat, that ok?' she asked.
'Yes, thats fine,' I replied. I could see what she was wearing properly now. It was a very tight, black mini-dress type of thing as I had first thought. Very similar to one of mine actually, the one in my 'Me dressed like a slut' video, to give you an idea what it was like. She must have noticed me ogling her.
'Oh yes, sorry I am a bit scruffy, didnt have much time to sort myself out as Dad was a bit late leaving, so I just threw this on for now. I know it doesnt look great, but it is comfortable,' she said smiling.
'It looks ok actually,' I told her. And it did look ok, it hugged her body and I could see all of her nice curves and flabby bits.
'Awww, well thats nice of you to say but it is only casual wear that I keep for housework and stuff. I will change in a bit,' she said, giving me a grin and a wink. 'Glad you felt ok after Saturdays events,' she continued. 'Well, I guess you still feel ok about it,' she added.
'Yes, of course,' I nodded.
'Thats good, cos so do I,' she said. 'You havent told anyone, have you,' she added.
'Well, no, not really.'
'Not really? Sounds like you have told someone then.'
I hadnt really told anyone in person, I thought to myself, but I had wrote about it in my previous blogs. Pausing for a few seconds while I decided whether I should tell her this, I eventually admitted what I had done. She was shocked by my admission and very concerned about it. She didnt look too pleased at all and I was beginning to wish I hadnt told her.
'Why would you do that!? You do realise that what we done is not acceptable behaviour to most people, dont you?' She sounded quite angry at this point.
'I'm sorry,' I said. 'I can delete it now if you want, its no problem,' I told her, trying to reassure her.
'Yes I think you better,' she said, still rather angrily.
'Can I use your laptop then?' I asked her.
She passed me the laptop and I logged in to my account.
'What sort of site is it then?' she asked.
I muttered that it was just a porn site where you could watch videos and view pictures that people had posted.
'Are you on it now?' she asked
'Yes,' I replied.
'Show me,' she said rather sternly, clearly still not happy, even though I was going to delete it.
I turned the screen round in her direction, it was still on the homepage. 'I cant see from here, bring it over.'
I took the laptop over and handed it to her. I was about to return to the armchair when she motioned for me to sit next to her on the sofa.
'Oh yes, I recognise the site,' she said, looking at the screen. 'Dad looks at it sometimes,' she added. 'Where is the bit you wrote on here then? Are you a member?'
'Yes I am a member, but it doesnt cost anything,' I told her quickly, not wanting to sound to much of a perv. 'Here, I will show you what I wrote, its not too bad I dont think.' I took the laptop from her and went to my blog, thankful that I had only had time to post the first 4 chapters at his particular time. 'I havent wrote that much,' I told her as I showed her the web page. She took the laptop from me and started reading the first chapter. She is a bit of a technophobe, and asked me how to read the whole first part. I told her to just click the left button where it says continue. She did and when she had finished reading it, she noticed some comments at the bottom of the page.
'What are these?' she asked, pointing at the comments.
'Just comments people have left,' I said.
She sighed heavily, sounding pissed off.
'They are all good,' I said, hoping that would calm her down a bit. I really thought I had blown my chances of any further action with her. After she had read the comments, she got me to get part 2 up for her. I clicked the back button and got part 2 up, which she read in seconds. She looked at the comments again, then clicked on the back button herself this time. She got part 3 up and read through, I thought I even detected a little smile on her face as I watched her read it. When she had finished part 4 she asked me who all the comments were from. I told her that they were just from other members who had read the story, and thanks to you lot, they were all good. She agreed that the comments were 'surprisingly good,' in her words and she was surprised how understanding you all were. I explained that we were all members and obviously shared similar interests and assured her there was nothing to worry about. Even so, I offered to delete the story, but she said 'no, not for now anyway.' She was still flicking through the story and when she got back to part 1, she hovered the curser over the profile pics of people that had left comments and I told her that if she clicked on them, their profile would appear. She flicked through the profiles but didnt click on any content, pics or vids within the profile. She even clicked on mine but didnt take much notice at the time.
'Well it all seems ok,' she said. 'Everyone seems to understand, thank god.' She closed the laptop and placed it on the floor. 'Thats enough of that computer lark, anyway, we were suppose to be having a chat,' she said.
Her voice had gone back to a normal tone now, much less angry, thank god! 'I think I am going to get changed before we go any further though. I have sorted out some undies there for you. I dont wear them anymore so you can take them home to keep anyway. Have a look through and put on what you fancy, while I go up and change into something more appropriate.' She winked and left the room.
I felt so relieved that I hadnt blown my chance. I went through the pile of undies with shaking hands, feeling excited and nervous at the thought of wearing sexy, ladies undies in front of her again, equally excited that I was going to see her in similar attire, hopefully. There were stockings, suspender belts, basques, knickers (full back and thongs). There were suspender tights and a couple of body stockings too. God! What a choice, I thought, looking at them all. I decided eventually to wear a nice, white lace suspender belt with white, lace top stockings. There was only 2 pairs of white knickers, both thongs, one silky, one lacey, so I opted for the lacey pair. I noticed straight away, with the suspender belt and thong, how much bigger they were than my stuff, which were 'hand-me-downs' from Michelle, who is quite slim. My cock had became fully erect while I was dressing, but the thong was so big and high-waisted, that it covered it up totally.
'Are you ready?' I heard her shout downstairs.
'Yes, think so,' I shouted back.
I heard her laugh, 'Think so? What kind of answer is that? Well, are you decent?'
'Just about,' I replied, giggling myself now.
'Ok, well, Im coming down now.'
I sat on the sofa, quickly checking myself as I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs.
TBC
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