A little differently to her normal mode. On a Sunday, she did the housework- I was responsible for my room- and usually she would wear old clothes tha...t could get grubby rather than newer, more valued attire. Typically, her ensemble would be a baggy, faded t-shirt of some kind and sweat pants; this being summer, she had instead opted for a sports bra and the shortest shorts she had, along with a g-string I could see poking out above her backside. Liira's handiwork, I assumed, to remind me of our. My heart was thumping. I knew I had a chance for the first time in my life. I broke the ice. “So. No wonder you bought the razor.” And I gave a teasing laugh. She replied “You have no idea son. I would advise you not to join the navy.” I laughed and all I could say was “I never will” She started checking for the bill in her 3 bags from the supermarket. On the process her hand was brushing my hand. I offered to help. While I searched inside the bag kept down near her legs she searched inside the. M. I pulled her black stiletto high heels out of her closet and place them on the bed she'd write-off came into the bedroom puzzled standing there naked with the curtains open with me smiling she gave me a grin like what's up with the shoes and I told her I said wouldn't it be fun to put on a show for the trash collectors she smiled at me and said really and disappointingly it did not happen we put the shoes away she got dressed and we continue down with our daily chores for the house a few. Fifteen, whew!"The sound of the bench press bar slammed down on the frame as the amazonfinished her work out. Blindly, she reached down and grabbed her towel,wiping the sweat off of her face before she sat up. Weary from exhaustionof a good morning workout, her eyes darted around the cavernous workoutroom. The morning sun flooded the room through the 2 story floor toceiling windows as the city rose to life under her penthouse. She wipeddown her bare chest with her towel, mildly fascinated by.