Brief, black, sexy lace that makes me feel a thousand times their price tag. An indulgence for sure, but worth it. Well, when in Rome... Crossing the ...room to the full-height window I see the lazy end to a typical Italian day from my third floor vantage point. People heaving trash dumpsters into position, couples walking from restaurants, arm in arm, laughing and smiling. The city shutting down for the night, ready to do it all again tomorrow. A light across from me catches my attention. The. Mother alwaysknew best, always got her way in the end.Back at home, and hour and a half later, Terry's mother laid out theclothes: satin panties, a suspender belt - of all things - white stockingswith lace tops. "Go to the loo, first Dear. It'll be difficult once you'refully dressed." There was wisdom in that, as Terry knew what was comingnext.Back in the bedroom, Terry bowed to the inevitable, and item by item,dressed in the bridesmaid's clothing."Oh God, Mother!" I'm being dressed up like a. I was worried sickabout betraying you..and you couldn't even see a big dick and you alreadyfell mouth first into it?" and slapped him again. "I'm- ah! I'msorry...it looked so big...I got a bit fascinated...and when you saidwhat about my wife...it actually turned me on to think of you seeing medoing it, or even doing it to me!" he was on the verge of tears. Sandrastopped for a second. She didn't know why but after Danny's last commentshe felt sorry for him. It was her idea after all to bring him. Joe looked my way, really more like leered my way and said, "What's the matter, cold? I can warm you up plenty if you slide over here with me."I sure hope that's not an indication of how the rest of this date is going to go, I thought.Unfortunately, it was.There was lots of snickering from kids who observed our entrance into the gym. I had my arm through Joe's for support. My knees were so weak, I needed the support just to stand. But that put his arm into the side of my left breast and he took.