“But jumping ahead” Josh said “although I like your mistress side, I don’t need to role play to make love to you, to plain old Rose, I only kn...ow you as a kind and trusting woman who happens to dress with a preference for fetish clothing, nothing more.”“Well, the fact that you are gorgeous does help” Josh finished with a grin.She smiled and nodded “I knew you’d understand and I am glad you see me that way, don’t ever change that, promise?”“You have my word on that too my dear” Josh. " Her eyes twinkled. That didn't sound too bad. The Giants were playing the Lions next week and that didn't exactly come off as the game of the century. "That's it?" I asked. "That's it. You just have to dress the part." "Dress the part?" "Yes, dear, are you having trouble hearing?," she asked. "My girlfriends don't wear jeans and flannel shirts when visiting." She smiled a great, big smile. "You want me to wear a dress?" "A dress, or a nice skirt, or whatever you please. Just no. The thunder rumbled, lightning struck all around us. Pushing you back against the table, I lifted your ass on onto it, and pulled the tee shirt up off you, over your head. Your body glistened with the rain pouring off it. Laying you back on the table, your pussy was the exact right height for me to rub my swollen cock against. Pushing my boxes off, I rubbed the tip against you as you opened your thighs to show me your wet, waiting openness. Leaning back on your elbows, you watched me rub,. " "Oh sure dear. You get comfortable and take a nap. I'll come get you up when the girls are back." She said in a sympathetic mom voice. "Thanks" I said as I climbed on the squeaky bed. "Oh great," I thought, hearing every spring creek as I turned on my side. "I guess I won't be jerking off in here much. I'll wake up the whole house in this bed."I opened my eyes after what seemed like just a few minutes. I could hear the sounds of commotion coming from down stairs. I sat up and swung my legs.