Emma had been equally excited for her first time with her son as her husband had been about taking their daughter's virginity. After she had wished Richard good luck with Elise she began her own preparations for the night. She hummed as she sat before her makeup table in the master bedroom, carefully picking out the perfume she knew Andrew liked the best. She decided to wear a pair of black stocking which matched perfectly with her black bra and panties. To top if off she slid into a short silk robe, which curled around her curved perfectly.<br/><br/>When she heard the knock on the door, she gleefully got up and walked over to open it. With one hand on the door handle and the other on her hip she addressed her son. "Evening Andrew. I have been waiting for this day" she said as her red hair stood in contrast to her robe. "Why don't you come on in?"