Chapter 6

Debbie was looking at the French maid costume she had for Meagan. “I’m glad they let me mix and match the top and the skirt. If I had to take the top that came with this skirt, this would have never worked. Your chest would have caused the poor top to explode.”

Meagan was admiring the knee high white socks and white garters on her thighs, “Peter is going to love these! Can I go without panties again?”

“They do make a nice contrast to the black thigh high stockings you wore last posing session. I’m not planning on having your pussy visible in this pose. Hmm, bend over at the waist and act like you’re dusting that jar of paint brushes with the feather duster from the costume.” Debbie walked around her daughter. “I don’t think it’s going to matter dear one way or the other. The panties are skimpy enough, they don’t show from the angle I’ve picked. Your butt does look quite round peeking out from under the costume’s mini skirt though. I like the way your nipples slide out of the top when you bend over too. The site says the sizes run small, and this has worked out perfectly. Stretch your back out dear; I’m not planning on letting you or Peter take a break during this posing session. I’m going to get a painting done, but the main goal is to see how long Peter can resist you teasing his cock with that duster.

Meagan smiled wickedly as she thought back to the way she had tortured Peter with the wine glass in the previous posing session. “Well, Peter says he loves it, so I guess I have to give him what he wants.”

“What’s the pose Mrs. D.?”

“You’ll see,” Debbie said mysteriously as Peter was in the process of stripping off his clothes.

“Is that why Meagan is in hiding? Because tonight’s pose is a surprise to me?” Peter asked.

“You figured us out. She was hoping that she would give you a huge erection when she walked into view, but it seems like that ship has sailed.”

Peter looked at his fully hard and throbbing cock, “True, the last two times I’ve come over, just knowing that I’m going to be under the same roof as Meagan is enough to give me a raging boner. My cock starts to stiffen just walking to the front door. She doesn’t even have to try to make me horny as a goat, and when she does try...” Peter trailed off without attempting to describe what Meagan did to him when she was really trying to look sexy for a pose.

“Does this count as really trying?” Meagan asked as she came out of hiding. She still didn’t move confidently in heels, but she was doing better than she had previously.

“Oh shit!” Peter exclaimed upon initially seeing Meagan in white stockings and black heels.

“I know you’ve been practicing walking in heels honey, but hold onto the rail coming down the stairs.”

“I know Mother!” Meagan said impatiently, but she slowly and carefully descended the stairs while holding onto the rail.

“That is so fucking hot!” Peter exclaimed when he saw the garters on Meagan’s thighs, then added, “Is that a French Maid outfit? Please tell me I’m the one being cleaned!”

“You’re doing really well on the predictions tonight Peter. You lay down on the couch with your cock pointed up at the ceiling. The wineglass worked well, until Meagan dropped it, so I thought we’d try something similar. I’m going to paint Meagan cleaning your cock with the feather duster from the costume.”

“That sounds absolutely amazing Mrs. D.” Peter was already panting in anticipation. “Do we need to do any more setup before we start?”

“Nope, as soon as you’re on the couch, Meagan can get into position and I’ll start painting.”

Meagan bent over at the waist and Peter arched his back while hissing when he saw her nipples as the corset slid down. Meagan reached out, and pushed the duster against Peter’s cock and began working it up and down.

“Not so much pressure, just let the feather’s brush lightly over my dick; that’s it Meagan. That feels fucking amazing! Who came up with this idea?”

“This one is all Mom,” Meagan explained. “I am enjoying my part in this quite a bit though.”

“Not as much as I am! You’re a genius Mrs. D.! And you Meagan, I think you might be a genius at working my cock over!”