She was talking to the woman in front of the change room and noticed me poking my head out the door. "Ah, how does that fit," she asked and started to... walk closer."It's a bit tight," I answered but didn't step any further out of the change room. Mom pushed to the door wide open as she got near and looked directly at my chest."Where's it tight, the cups or the band?" I don't know." Well I didn't, it's not like I'd ever worn a bra before. I had no idea how they where suppose to fit. If I took any. “Mmmm,” she moaned, “that feels good.” That was all the approval I needed to unsnap the leather strap on her ankle and slide the slipper off my beautiful plump pacific island Cinderella. Her foot melted into my hand as I massaged and rubbed it, I slid and kneaded the smooth fleshy feet in my hands as I watched her. She was rubbing her neck and chest with her hand as she continued to moan she curled her toes in my hand and slid down a little more on the floor to give me better control of her. I was now on top of her overwhelmed body with one hand massaging her crotch and the other hand holding her neck as I immediately started kissing her neck as she lay there totally surprised. She started laughing at my antics as I continued to molest her, touching her and rubbing my morning wood into her thigh. This went on for a few minutes as we arose together and I started to get myself ready for school. By the time I got up to the kitchen mom had preceded me and was blushing profusely as she. He opened the bedroom door, and found that there had indeed been someone in the room, and they had left something behind. A large covered tray was on the table nearby, and what looked to be shirt without sleeves, and a pair of short pants lay across the back of a chair. He lifted the tray cover, and was rewarded by the sight, and smell, of a steak dinner with all the trimmings! He sat down, and made short work of the meal... then went to examine the clothing. The shirt was black, and the back.