- - - - -The next morning, we showered together and met Don and Janet at Perkin's for breakfast at nine. For a few minutes, everyone felt a little ...wkward. Given the fact that Don had slept with Janet and I had slept with Charlene, one can see why we’d feel awkward.Finally, Janet said, “Well, I assume that we all had fun last night.”We all looked at each other and shook our heads in the affirmative. After that, things were okay.Our swapping became a monthly thing so there would be no emotional. I thought she was amazing before, but when she stuck it in that second time, I had to scream."Fuck me! In my fucking pussy!" I screamed.Everyone was in their own sexual world, that no one reacted to my screaming. Tim was fucking Tammy doggie style, as she ate out Jeanette's pussy. I was a few feet away, but I could definitely tell who Wendy learned the art of pussy eating from. It almost looked like she was using the exact same technique, as her daughter. Well, either way, I just couldn't take. “I don’t know, Carol? I think it may have been a little too overwhelming for Brad. I begged him to have sex with me and practically raped him. Brad didn’t freak out or anything, and we both enjoyed it. God, I know I did. But it was so spontaneous that I don’t know if Brad would be open to being his mother’s full-time lover after last night. Oh my, what about Steve? Did he hear us last night?”“Don’t worry, Mom. I fucked Steve twice last night. He fell asleep before you two got into it.”“How much. She would have done anything he asked, but he asked for nothing but her company. More usually their meetings leave her with warm aches that arouse her for days after. He is tall, with a trim body that is perfectly dressed in English suits, silk ties and the spotless shoes of someone served by others. He is never impolite. His politeness does not hide insecurity, there is never any doubt who is in command; but even as he secures the wrist ties and peels down her clothes, she knows this is not.