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 Story: Angela the house mat by Ivor Smallone

   Part 4

   Angela normally got up at around 8.30 Saturday mornings and prepared the
families breakfast.  Mrs D got up at just after that time, she went down
stairs and made some tea.  Its good that Angela has slept over for once she
thought, at 8.50 she took Angela up a mug of tea.  she knocked very quietly
on the door, there was no response so she slipped in.  Angela was fast
asleep in bed, good Mrs D thought at least she'd managed to get herself
into bed properly at some time.  Mrs D gently lifted the bed cover up, good
she's also got her nightdress on as well.  Mrs D watched her sleeping
quietly for a while then put her hand to her shoulder.  "Angela, Angela its
morning time" she called softly.  Angela opened her eyes but was not fully
awake.  "I've made you some tea dear, perhaps you can start breakfast for
nine fifteen today, we're all a bit sleepy this morning." Angela was
rubbing her eyes as Mrs D quietly left the room.

   Angela slowly came around, oh my head hurts a bit again today she
thought pulling herself to the sitting position.  Oh god what happened last
night she thought trying to piece together the evening.  She physically
jumped with shock as she remembered some details.  God I was teaching Mark
how to kiss and he was playing with my bare breasts.  Oh my goodness Mrs D
was playing with them as well.  Angela laid her hands on them through her
thin nightdress, they seemed to feel firmer and more sensitive than normal.
She took her hands away rubbing her eyes again, she remembered the tea and
Mrs D saying breakfast after nine.

   Mrs D had made her tea, that was a first, oh god she suddenly remembered
Mark taking her breast into his mouth and her giving a little moan of
pleasure, oh I really really must stop drinking like that she thought.  She
glanced at the clock, I need to get moving, I'll have to piece together the
rest of what happened last night later if I can.  Her head throbbed a bit
more when she stood up.  She noticed a thick towelling white dressing gown
on the chair by her bed.  There was a little note on it 'Use this for
breakfast'.  Well it would save her a bit of time and trouble thinking
about what to put on.  She slipped it on and went into the bathroom to
splash cold water on her face and clean her teeth.

   In the kitchen on the side there was a glass of water and 2 pills 'Take
these' another note said.  Oh well thought Angela, she picked up the pills
threw them to the back of her mouth and gulped down the water.  Ah it
wasn't water, it was a mixture of vodka and water.  After a pause she drank
it all down anyway remembering the 'hair of the dog' saying.

   She didn't feel too bad now and began preparing breakfast.  Mrs D came
into the kitchen wearing a similar dressing gown, her was tied loosely in
the middle but quite open at the top.  She walked up to Angela and quickly
gave her a small kiss on the lips.  "Good to see you got up okay dear, I
see you've taken the pills and drink as well very good.  As things look
okay I'll go and have my shower before breakfast dear".

   She went back up stairs and straight into her son's bedroom.  "Angela is
getting breakfast, why don't you rush down there, give her a quick kiss and
thank her for last night.  I'm just going for a quick shower.  Oh and give
your teeth a quick clean before you do it".  Without waiting for Mark to
answer she was gone.

   Sounds good to me thought Mark, still surprised how much his mum was
helping him.  He was down the stairs in about 3 minutes, he'd pulled his
jeans on but was wearing nothing else.  Angela was at the sink washing up
from the pervious night.  He went up behind her and pulled her body back
onto his.  "Uh thanks for last night, it was uh great" he said
hesitatingly. He then realised his dick was up against her butt and pushed
it against her harder.  Wow that feels good he thought.  Angela wasn't sure
what to say in return.  Suddenly his hands were on the on the collar of her
dressing gown and he pulled it open a little.  He instinctively kissed her
neck there.  Angela was suddenly surprised by a wave of pleasure as he did
this.  "Uh Mark...  Mark, I don't think you should be doing that." "Why
not", he replied between kisses and pulling the collar open a bit further,
now kissing down onto the top of her shoulder.

   Angela was shocked by how good it felt, then she noticed his hard dick
pushing against her butt as well.  "Okay Mark that's enough now," she said
quietly, "I..I can't finish the dishes with you doing that".  Mark just
knew that she liked it.  "Just a minute more", he said between nibbling and
kissing.

   Angela was starting to feel very turned on by Mark, god this isn't right
she thought I must stop him.  Mrs D had crept back down the stairs after
Mark, she was very interested to see how they got on after last night. 
She'd pushed her head around the door and was silently watching.  Wow young
Mark is much better at this than I imagined she thought as she watched
them.

   As Mark continued with his lips his hand slid into her dressing gown and
gently squeezed her large breast through the thin nightdress material.  God
Angela had to stop him.  "Mark please...  please, if you don't stop I'll...
I'll have to uh...  discipline you like yesterday".  She said in a tone
that she hoped would stop him.

   "I'd love that" responded Mark truthfully without thinking.  Mrs D
quickly ducked her head back behind the door as Angela spun around.  Hardly
without thinking, she slapped his face again but not so hard this time. 
Mrs D heard the sound from behind the door.  "That was nice" said Mark
stepping back.  Angela wasn't sure whether he was being sarcastic or not he
sounded so genuine.  "Id better finish getting ready for breakfast" Mark
continued turning and walking towards the door with his jeans tented out
like never before.  Mrs D had managed to sprint quietly up the stairs ahead
of him just in time.

   Not much was said at breakfast 10 minutes later, the three were lost in
their personal thoughts; Angela was unsuccessfully trying to piece what had
happened the evening before, she could remember shocking bits and pieces
but not the full picture.  Mark was daydreaming about his next chance to
touch Angela and Mrs D wondering what time her parcel would arrive with the
stuff she'd ordered for Angela.  She'd paid a premium for an AM delivery
today, she hoped it would be soon.

   As if reading her mind there was a ring at the door a minute later.  Mrs
D took Angela up stairs to try on the new clothes she'd bought.  "Get your
kit off Angela dear while I fight through the packaging" Said Mrs D
concentrating on getting into the over packaged parcel.  Angela reluctantly
removed the dressing gown then hesitated, all that was left on was her
nightdress and knickers.  Mrs D seemed not to notice her as got through the
packaging and held up what was probably going to become her uniform.  "Hmm
not bad" said Mrs D holding it out at arms length, "It could probably do
with being shorter but we'll see.  She picked up the next inner bag and
ripped it open, inside were two black bras.  She held one up, the cups
looked large but the material of them very thin.  "Come on dear get that
nightdress off, let's see if this fits".

   After another moments hesitation Angela reluctantly removed the
nightdress.  Mrs D glanced at her breasts and said "Turn around dear I'll
help you try this on.  Mrs d was business like and quickly got the straps
adjusted and fitted.  "Just a little room to grow, just right" she said as
she thought just a little room to allow them to wobble nicely and even
squeeze a hand in.  Mrs d continued to look at for a few more seconds
Angels was starting to feel embarrassed.  Mrs d was happy she could see
Angela's nipples through the material nicely as well.  "Yes just right,
give them a little shake dear" she said.  Angela felt herself turning
slight red as she gave she shoulder a little shake and felt her breasts
moving about.  Not much support from this thin bra she thought.

   Mrs D soon had the uniform on her as well, she tightened the belt a
little and stepped back.  "It fits you quite well dear, shame it's not a
bit shorter to show a little of those nice thigh's of yours dear.  Still we
can probably alter that.  Angela thought it was just the right length.

   Mrs D stepped close in front of her and undid the top two buttons.  "Yes
that's better a little room to breath" she said, she then opened her
dressing table draw and took out a pair of scissors.  without a word she
cut the top button off.  "We certainly won't be needing that one" she then
undid the third button as well exposing Angela's cleavage right down to
where the bra crossed.  "That's good for now but you'll probable need that
one done up when Mr Dexter is around, we don't want his getting the wrong
idea do we".

   Mrs D opened the final package in it were 2 pairs of darkish stockings.
The type that doesn't need a suspender belt to keep in place.  "Put these
on dear" Mrs D said handing one of the packets to Angela.  Mrs D had a good
gawp at Angela's thick thighs as she rolled them into place.  "Give us a
twirl dear." Angels reluctantly spun around to show the outfit from all
directions.  "Excellent" responded Mrs D, "Put some of that red lipstick on
a minute dear, I'm sure Mark will be interested in having a little peak".

   Two minutes later Mrs D returned with Mark in tow.  Angela stood in
front of them feeling embarrassed.  "So what do you think son" Mrs D asked.
"Cool" was Marks response his eyes settling on her exposed cleavage.  Mrs D
then noticed Angela had done up one of the buttons.

   "No need to be shy with us dear" Said Mrs D stepping forward and undoing
the button again, "After last night dear I thought you'd be more than used
to us." Mrs D undid the final button for good measure as well and pulled
the top open a little more.  Angela's cleavage and a large part of the bra
was now exposed but not open enough to show her nipples through the thin
material.  "Better son?" "Oh yes" he replied enthusiastically.  "What about
these stockings son?" Ms D continued enjoying Angela's embarrassment and
lifting the dress so her legs were exposed almost up to her knickers.

   Marks dick was rock hard and tenting out his jeans noticeably as he
looked at her thighs especially where they bulged a little more above the
top of the stockings.  Mrs D gave a little chuckle before dropping the
dress back down.

   End of Part 4

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   Thanks Ivor