Breakfast with family

Your clothes for the day include black lacy lingerie: panties, bra, garter belt and stockings. A brown slit-skirt which ended right above your knees, white buttoned shirt and grey business jacket and black high heels. After putting on your clothes, you tied your hair into a loose bun.

When you finished you went to the kitchen and started preparing dinner with Daniel.

It took fifteen more minutes before your children joined you and you all sat by the table.

Your blond daughter, Bethany, inherited your genes – her body is just as sexy as yours. You worry a little about her behaviour – it’s too close to that of yours twenty years ago, for your comfort. Your son, Andrew also has quite fit body… quite defined…

You shake your head and return to eating. The raging lust that your body experiences, makes you see chances for sex almost everywhere. Your eyes land on the clock and you curse as you take note of the hour.

“Will you drop the kids, I have to be at work earlier?” you ask.

Seeing that he was about to refuse, you glare at him. Yes, it’s your fault I’m late.

“Of course.” You smile and nod at his words “Have a nice day my dear.”

“Bye kids.” You call, as you grab your bag and walk out.

It takes you but a moment to get to the car, start the engine and start driving.