The following week on Tuesday night, Mom did something a little different. She was wearing slack and unzipped them as usual but pushed them and her un...derwear halfway down her thighs. We had a stag film running, but I’ll be damned if I remember what it was, I had a raging hard-on pushing the front of my pajamas out. There was no way my mother could mistake the condition I was in. I could see my mother’s pubic hair, but I could not see her pussy. She had her legs shut tight and just her fingers. "Mark's having a playdate tomorrow morning, you could come over while he's out." The nanny was going to take our two-year old over to Maricela's to play with Jane in the morning.Hatti took up that theme, "Aww, Matt and Iya are going to have a playdate." I blushed, she made me feel about two years old myself. That's when things got strange, for some reason Kiki and Hatti decided me and Iya should have an "early night," and not have any sex that evening as we'd been expecting. Something about us. “I have never been more alright in my life. I want to feel you inside me all the time.”There was nobody more willing to oblige than me. I not only felt great warmth for this nymph but she also had an effect on me that no other woman had ever managed. That was it, Sara was a woman even though her body belied this. Everything that had happened between us was simply the act of two people craving each other’s attention, luxuriating in a private intimacy. Forget the fact that Sara was a late. I'll alwayshave an extra pair of pantyhose in my purse for security, I can use it togag him and I'll just pull out the panties I'm wearing to provide somestuffing."And so it happened and you had to sit there in the car blindfolded andchoking on my dirty and worn panties for the rest of the drive. "Bet youlike the taste of that, make sure those panties are clean when we arriveat our next destination, so don't forget to swallow..., you stupid littlebitch"After almost an hour's drive the car.