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A Visit To Mother's House free porn video
The ad said ?be tempted to be yourself? and can be found on the last
page of the recent Glamour magazine. I didn?t realize I was even looking
at the page. I just thought it was a cute lingerie set. I was sitting on
the sofa and picked up a magazine from the magazine rack while visiting
Mother?s house. We?d been chatting for a while and Mother left to make
some tea in the kitchen.
I was bored and picked up the magazine just to thumb through. For some
reason I start at the back of a magazine and wouldn?t you know but that
was the first page I looked at. So I stopped, started reading the ad and
didn?t notice that Mother walked in, looked at the ad I was admiring,
then walked around the sofa and sat down. I quickly closed the magazine
and was about to replace it in the rack when Mother asked ?Isn?t that
lingerie just the cutest and sexiest??
She started telling me that the b?tempt?d by Wacoal is more expensive
but definitely worth the expense if a woman wants to feel extra
feminine. I was more than just embarrassed about being caught admiring
the bra and panty set, but Mother didn?t seem to mind a bit. She
informed me that the btempted.com website is worth a few moments of time
to find undies that any woman would be happy to own.
We changed the subject for a while and Mother started serving the tea.
We chatted for a while about life in general and she asked how I enjoyed
my new job. I graduated with a degree in early childhood education and
Mother asked me how many guys selected that field in particular. I was
hesitant to say that I was the only guy in the district working with
younger children.
Mother realized early on that I had more maternalistic characteristics
and she encouraged me throughout my life to develop those passions.
She?d volunteer me to babysit or help with community art projects. I was
the only boy in the neighborhood dance class and most girls just got
used to me being around them and accepted me as a gay guy or something.
I?m not gay! I love women and was very attracted to all my friends. I
just wasn?t into local school sports and didn?t participate in those
activities. Come to think of it, I wasn?t really invited or encouraged
to play with any of the guys at my school.
My life was like that for the whole time I was growing up. I didn?t
really think about it, and now that I was admiring that lingerie, it
made sense that Mother must have thought it was perfectly normal that
I?d admire pretty clothes like that.
The women I?ve met in the school district all seemed pretty impressed
that a guy would select early childhood development and they told me
they thought it was weird at first but after they got to know me, they
told me they thought it was totally cool that these children would have
a male role model around during their early development. I?d heard that
in the beginning but I told Mother that I don?t hear that any more. I
told her I felt the teachers around me must have thought of me as more
of a woman than a man. It?s not like I?m some flaming drag queen or
anything. I don?t speak with a lisp or exaggerate feminine mannerisms as
I?m working.
Mother surprised me by throwing a spoon out to the middle of the room
and asked that I pick the spoon up. She noted that the way I stood
wasn?t like the way a guy would stand. I walked to the spoon and knelt
down like a girl would. I kept my knees together and knelt like I?d seen
girls kneel. She asked me if I?d ever seen a guy pick up something off
the floor. I told her that guys don?t usually notice things on the floor
and wouldn?t take the effort to pick something up. I understood what she
was getting at. I tend to be a little obsessive compulsive and don?t
like seeing things on the floor so I?d be the first to pick something
up.
This is important in early childhood development because we don?t want
things that a child might put in their mouths on the floor. I tend to
pick up toys and things automatically and Mother commented that I was a
little feminine but that she thought it was perfectly okay. She asked me
if I was gay and I told her I was not. She asked me if I had a
girlfriend and I told her I did not. I told her that women just didn?t
seem to be interested in me and I didn?t really care. I told her that
all the women I worked with seemed to hang around biker type guys and I
just didn?t fit that bill. Mother excused herself for a few minutes and
went to her room.
I sat there wondering what she was doing and purposely picked a
different magazine so she when she returned, she wouldn?t see me
drooling over some sexy panties. I found a Women?s Health magazine and
was thumbing through that when Mother returned with her arms loaded with
some clothing I hadn?t seen before.
She placed them on an ottoman and pulled a b?tempt?d bra and panty set
from the pile. ?I purchased this set after I?d seen that advertisement,?
she informed me. She told me that she usually has a hard time with
uncomfortable bras but she showed me the bra and said it was one of the
most comfortable bras she ever worn and was ever so happy she purchased
it. I held the bra as she pointed out the finer qualities. She asked me
to look at the stitching and how the lace around the chest band was not
itchy at all. We looked at the back and she and I examined the eye hooks
and how they were covered correctly by the material. She said I?d
probably never experienced the discomfort of those little hooks sticking
into a woman?s back and that many women purchase sports bras or front
clasp bras so as to not experience this discomfort.
We examined the inside of the bra cups. Mother had me turn the bra
inside out and explained that the padding on the cup was quilted and
this was similar to a quality baby blanket made with silk or nylon. She
said that?s why babies fall asleep so easily as their comforters aren?t
scratching at them. Once again she noted that I?d probably never
experience the discomfort of lacy, feminine bras that itch like the
dickens! She said I couldn?t imagine trying to wear something so pretty
but uncomfortable for 16 hours a day.
She took the bra from me and handed me the panty. We spent five minutes
just looking at the stitching on the lace material. She wanted me to
notice that the lace material stitched to the tricot material was on the
outside of the panty brief so I wouldn?t be uncomfortable with stitching
or lace material against my body. She showed me how the gusset of the
panty was a little longer and wider than a lot of women?s panties which
just made wearing it more enjoyable. I just nodded my head in agreement.
Mother and I had never had a conversation like this and I was happy that
she seemed so interested in the subject. I?d really never examined a
pair of women?s panties or a bra as closely as to notice stitching or
width or length of a specific material. I?d not realized the importance
of a bra clasp placement or quilted material inside a bra cup.
She had me turn the panty over to look at the seat. It had a straight
seam up the back which Mother informed me was to accentuate a woman?s
behind so it looked a little more round. She asked me if I didn?t enjoy
the lovely shape of a cute woman?s behind and I readily agreed that a
nice round shape was important. We examined the stitching where the seam
attaches to the waistband. She wanted me to notice particularly that the
laundry tag was not placed at that location on the waistband. ?Don?t you
hate an itchy laundering instruction tag sticking into the base of your
back?? she asked me.
She picked up the bra and she pointed out that the laundry tag of the
bra wouldn?t be sticking into a woman?s back or sensitive skin as it was
sewed properly into a protected pocket of the bra band. She told me that
no man could ever understand how these materials could drive any woman
crazy.
She then picked up a slip and we discussed its feminine details. She
wanted me to notice particularly the lace on the breast front. She
pointed out that it wasn?t made from nylon or any scratchy material but
made of cotton. She told me that even though a woman?s bra would protect
the breasts from itchy material, a quality cotton-made slip made all the
difference in daily comfort.
I finally drew up the nerve to ask her why we were discussing all this
about women?s clothing particulars. Mother informed me that she knew a
girl that had expressed some interest in my but explained to Mother that
she was a lesbian and was looking for a woman lover. Mother told me that
she?d discussed my feminine mannerisms with this individual and that she
was interested in asking me out on a date. I asked Mother if it wasn?t
my job to ask the girl out. Mother informed me that I was to be the girl
on this date. The reason she had all these clothes out was that she?d
purchased them for me and wanted to prepare me for a date with a real
woman.
I looked closely at Mother, and then at the pile of clothing she?d
brought out. It actually made sense. I did think the lingerie was
pretty, and the skirt was cute. I picked up the top and admired the cut
and princess sleeves. I liked the lacy material at the bottom of the
midsection. I could see women I work with wearing such a cute outfit. I
picked up the package of tights she?d brought out. They were my size
according to the weight chart on the packaging material. They were a
finer quality lace material.
Mother stood and left the room, allowing me a moment to examine the
outfit a little more. She came back with a makeup bag. It was stuffed
with everything a woman would need to make herself beautiful. There were
brushes and cosmetics of every kind. Mother also brought out a small box
filled with hair removal creams, a curling iron, eyelash curler, nail
polish and remover, face cleansing products, and other things that in
general belong in a woman?s bathroom. I recognized many of the products
from women?s magazines I?d thumbed through. She also informed me that
she?d subscribed me to receive some of the women?s magazines I?d been
admiring in her magazine rack next to the sofa. She told me that most of
the subscriptions were free and she was more than happy to provide those
for me to read at my leisure instead of only getting to preview them at
Mother?s house.
I think I took all this in pretty well considering. I asked Mother if
she?d like to tell me more about this girl who was interested in dating
me. Mother pulled out a yearbook from one of my middle school years and
opened it to a page I?d recognized immediately. I knew this girl, and
was infatuated with her when I first really started noticing girls. In
seventh grade we sang in a chorus together. She was interested in tennis
and cheerleading so all of the pictures of her in the yearbook where of
her in cute little outfits. I remember her walking in the hallways and
following her sometimes just to watch her sexy little bottom wiggling
for a while. I thought back trying to remember as much about her as
possible. Mother and Lisa?s mother were high school friends. They didn?t
spend a lot of time together while I was going to school with Lisa as
Mother and Lisa?s mom were both busy with their marriages and raising
children.
It turns out that they did spend some time together but I just didn?t
know about it. Anyway, Mother changed the subject back to me and the
girl?s things she was showing me. She informed me that I was under no
pressure and that these things were mine to explore. She told me that I
could keep these things here at her home and she?d be more than happy to
help me in preparing myself for my date with Lisa if I?d agreed to date
her. I told Mother that I?d be more than happy to but was concerned that
she?d think me a bit peculiar if I were to dress up girlish to try and
impress this girl.
Mother only laughed and told me that she was the one that suggested it
and that I was just being silly. We walked back to my old room and
Mother showed me that she started redecorating it to be a little more
feminine to make it easier for me to feel the part. What an interesting
feeling, to look at my old room and see that it had become a girl?s
room. I loved it. I felt comfortable walking into that room. I walked to
the closet which was almost empty but there were some dresses hanging
there. In the dresser were a few packages of panties, unopened, and some
pretty sports bras and breast forms. Mother suggested that I put away
the things we?d been admiring in the living room. She sat on the bed as
I hung the skirt and top. I knew where to put the undies and tights.
Mother and I spent the afternoon talking about Lisa and about dating in
general. I didn?t realize how na?ve I was about lesbian love. I don?t
know if you can call it that, but I wasn?t going to argue with Mother.
We just talked like a mother and daughter and started pointing out
feminine movements and things that I seemed to do so naturally. We
looked together through the magazines and she pointed out little details
that I?d seen but not really noticed. We decided that I was to come by
after work every afternoon and we?d work together on female
characteristics for the next week so I?d be ready for my date with Lisa.
Mother purchased some nightgowns and continued to redecorate my room so
each day after work, I?d find I was a little more womanly and surrounded
by more and more feminine things.
I got an email from Lisa later in the week and she came by to officially
invite me out on a date. Mother had me dressed in a skirt and blouse
when we officially met. I was really nervous about that but had no
reason to be. Everything went really well. It turns out that Lisa was in
an automobile accident while in high school and was damaged internally
pretty badly. She was unable to reproduce and found she felt that the
scars from her accident made her have really poor self-esteem. She felt
more comfortable around women and was extremely happy that I was
comfortable around her.
Needless to say, Lisa and I have been getting more and more serious in
our relationship. The people I work with at the school know I?m dating a
woman so they think everything is normal. Isn?t that kind of funny. I
recognize that I?m a little more feminine at work. I wear my regular boy
clothes at work but enjoy getting to Mother?s house to visit and
practice. Mother is teaching me so much about womanhood. I?m loving it.
And I?m loving Lisa more and more. She?s such a guy in our relationship.
She opens the doors, allows me to do all the girl jobs like cooking and
cleaning, laundry, and all that. We?ve started talking about marriage
and there isn?t any doubt who?s wearing the dress!
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