I am just bluffing mum.....and in any case ...you are the first lady I have taken to dinner.' Mum smiles, taking my hand, ' thank you.......thank you ...so much for this.' 'It's my pleasure mum.' I reply.We slowly work our way through three courses of the best food I have ever tasted, talking about anything and everything, hardly noticing that we are halfway through a second bottle of wine. ' You look amazing tonight by the way mum .' I raise my glass....'happy birthday mum.' Our glasses clink. Smiling at her, I leaned away slightly and as I reached down and unzipped her pants, I quickly pushed them down. Morgan now wiggled a little, and as they fell to the floor, I looked down as she adjusted her panties. She really had great thighs and as we again kissed, I immediately reached up to feel on her little tits. I loved being able to feel on her boobs and I wanted to see them. Continuing to kiss, our tongues found each other, as I subtly moved my hand to her back. I wasn’t sure she knew. " You cross the room and sit in the soft, aged brown leather armchair which faces my desk. "It, it's an honour to meet you Professor," you say. "Indeed," comes my curt retort - I haven't even made eye contact with you since you came in. A few moments of silence pass. Suddenly I look up. "So what makes you think you can bring anything worthwhile to my course?" I ask sharply. Transfixed, you start to stutter: "Well.... I, I, it's always been a subject that's interested me..... and, and my course. An apartment which, luckily for me, just happened to have an extra bedroom. One night, I was up late with my daughters, just fooling around in the living-room, reminiscing. We were sitting on the couch, talking about the good old times. I looked at them and felt proud. They had grown up to be two beautiful young women. Lynn was nineteen, Jenny a year younger. They both worked at a nearby hair salon and had decided to get a place together so they could save up some money and maybe put a down.