Her legs lost strength and I wrapped my free arm around her waist to support her.She quickly shucked her jeans and panties over her hips and they slid... down to pool around her ankles. I continued to slide my fingers through her wet lips, applying pressure on the hard nub between my fingers. Allison’s breath started to become ragged and she sounded frequent low moans. She reached for my jeans next and soon my lower clothing matched hers.Because of our height difference, I found myself pressed. Even she said that it was the best day of her life & she cherished every moment.Both of us are quite tired now & decided to wear our clothes and start our work, it was around 1.15 p.m. or something. This time, I was sitting close to her rather than on the opposite side of the table, she was looking in the file, I took my face close to hers & kissed her lips again before she could sense it and I think that was the best kiss as it was a side on & that too an unplanned one. Now, she started. “No. Its ok. I am fine.” She said smilingly.“Why?” my hand already slipped down and was touching the upper portion of a breast. I felt it fulsome and so soft.“What are you doing?” I unhooked her bra and took it off casually. Now her breasts danced delightfully.“Let me massage you fully”“I feel shame”. She said and sighed.“What shame? I am your son and a doctor too. Take the quilt up” She tried to resist but I unbuttoned her gown and she drew the quilt on her. Now I went down and massaged a full. I had been dressing off and one for several years by this time but had never had a professional make over.A business named Transformation had started such a service and they had a place near Euston Station.I had been in the shop to buy things before but never for a make over.I decided one Saturday I would pamper myself I take up their offer of a 4 hour make over dressing experience for £50.After telling the sales girl what I anted I whisked off to the back rooms.There was a room with 2 leather.