I was lying back on the bed and watching her suck my cock. She knew what she was doing. She would bring me to the edge of cumming but never push me ov...r. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Bob who had put his hand down his pants and was playing with himself. I was uncomfortable to see him do that at first but I enjoyed the power I had at that moment. A day earlier I had been in an interview and was nervous at every question Bob and his committee had thrown at me. Now I was in Bob's house,. A drop of lubrication squeezed out of him at the thought. At the same time he wished she could wear short skirts and low heels to show off those wonderful legs. He remembered a shopping trip when he’d almost found something for her to try on. She was in a mood where his pointing out of possible skirts did not irritate her as it sometimes did. While she was trying some on, he had found a lovely short corduroy skirt in a subtle shade of green. He had no idea whether it would suit her, but his. I couldn’t believe I was starting to lust after my mom. As we rode, we talked about various things, my s****rs, my job, my girlfriend, etc. I asked her how she and my dad were doing and she dropped a bomb very casually. ‘Oh, your father and I have been doing well. Ever since we opened up our marriage, we really enjoy the time we spend together.’ I rode up alongside her to find out more. ‘Opened up your marriage? You mean…’ She finished my thought, ‘that we have other sexual partners, yes. I. In the dark distance she could hear him munching his oats. Again the woman stopped, putting one hand to her throat and breathing in with difficulty; Her flesh was tingly, crawling with... with excitement.Yes, that's what it was. She couldn't deny it. Excitement! But why? Why was she feeling this way about him? Out of her mind. She had to be out of her mind to have this kind of sensation racing through her brain and body.Barbara knew she should have raced from the barn, run out the door and.