Instead of pointing it out, I encircled the tape on her breast and tried to take the measurements. I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to feel the... breast again. While doing it again my fingers touched her soft boobs.Son: Mom, you didn’t wear the bra (as if I just realized it)Mom: Oh, my bad, I forgot to wear it.I asked her to wear the bra and come back again. She went to the bedroom and didn’t come back even after 3 minutes.I knocked on her door and asked what happened, she replied she. Get the fuck out of my plant right now or I'll have you arrested. Do I make myself clear?" You have made yourself perfectly clear. I wish to repeat what the note I sent said. Please attend the meeting at three so I may meet you and decide whether you still have a job." Job my ass, that's my plant and I'll do with it as I see fit. Now get the fuck out of my plant." Is that your final comment, sir?" I asked."You're God damned right that's my final comment. I'm going to be there in twenty minutes,. The most erotic part that I did not know whose they were. They may have even been her mother's!My shorts were off and I was soon stroking my cock up and down. I glanced across and saw a pile of clothes lying in the corner. The bra straps hanging from the side of the pile. I bent down and realized that they must have been Catherine's clothes. She must have changed into her bikini here. I lifted the sundress up and found her white panties lying on the tiled floor. I loved white panties; these. He advanced purposely towards her but she was ready for him.She kicked out with her strong legs, catching him in the stomach. He doubled over with a loud whoosh while she scrambled for the other side of the bed. Unfortunately for her, Jason flung himself across the bed, grabbed hold of her ankle and hauled her ignominiously, inch by inch, back into bed.Truly desperately now, she sat up and tried to backhand him again but her wrist was caught in an iron grip. Instinctively, she tried to pull his.