I rubbed a small amount of
the oil over her pussy. After her last
words and the way she said them told me that there was a sexual chemistry
in the air. I shuddered now to think
that mother had bought me this dress and other things with an ulterior
motive. The morning before mothers return I went to
Eleanors house as agreed. I heard her coming up the stairs and smiled at
her as she came into the room carrying a bottle of chilled white wine. Once out of our
blouses we cupped each others bra enclosed breasts, enjoying the weight of
the flesh through the material. I was rudely interrupted from my play by her begging me to
let her expel the foul water from her bowels. Mary looked like she was really
encouraging mom to live out her fantasies. I took some baby oil and put it on my
hand.
