PHONING HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW!
Offering his body to her - begging to serve her...
His breath is tight in his chest as she answers.
'Please Mommy, may I visit you?'
Are you properly dressed girl? Is her first question.
In sheer, silky black, fully-fashioned nylons?
In a tight shiny frock that hugs your body?
I hope you're wearing high-heels?
'Yes Mommy, I'm wearing that frock you made for me. You said you liked it last time...'
Last time you were a bad girl, you didn't want to kiss me. I had to spank you.
'I'm sorry,' he whispered and tears rolled down his face.
She had wanted him to kiss her stomach, and her white thighs.
'I do want to -' he told her truthfully. 'I want you and I adore you and I will always obey you and kiss you -'
He hears only silence
She isn't convinced.
'Is Margaret visiting?'
He admits that she is.
So you're jealous?
'Yes Mommy, but I need you do badly, please let me visit.'
Why don't you get down on your knees?
He drops instantly to his knees, the strap of his frock slipping down.
'I'm on my knees, I'm begging you.'
That's right....do as I say...
I want you kneeling when you call me...
That's the first question I will ask of you..
Are you kneeling girl?
'I am kneeling Mommy, I will always kneel in future. I'll kneel when I visit you. The moment I step inside.'
That would be nice. You'll kneel and let me see your small breasts...
'Yes Mommy, I want you to see them. They are bigger now. You might enjoy touching them -'
And your pretty lace bra...
'Yes, I have the prettiest white bras, you'll love them.'
And you will raise the hem of your tight skirt...
I know you are wearing a tight black girdle..
And I want to see your suspenders girl....
Now, take a deep breath, tell me where you will kiss me. And how you will use your tongue...