#implied mother son

I lifted the camera to my eye and prepared to take the picture as my daughter posed sexily. “Are you sure this is the dress you want to wear when Brad takes you to the dance?”

She nodded and smirked. “You don’t have a problem with that, do you?”

I shook my head.

Hours later as I heard the headboard of his bed banging against the wall, I shook my head again. Sure looked like Brad liked his sister’s dress. Perhaps it was time to pull out a sexy dress of my own, I thought as my panties got wet.