She was staying after school for rehearsals for a play so I said goodbye to her and strolled on outside. I saw a throng of people milling about and kn...w that Christine must have worn something interesting. She had.Her off white transparent blouse did nothing to hide her lovely breasts and her nipple jewelry. She wore black stockings, the kind that stay up by themselves, but no panties. She had attached a dangling ornament on a long chain to her clit ring. She was sitting with her legs spread. I wanted the mystery people to see me perform sexually. I wanted them to photograph and record my slut debut. I wanted them to see my openings, filled with hard cock as I revealed my new slut persona to my audience.Being fucked up the ass, wearing erotic lingerie, whilst an audience enjoyed my infidelity was an experience I knew I wanted to repeat. Being filmed or photographed sent me over the edge.Was my husband back there watching his once loyal wife fuck a total stranger and allow him to do. With a sleepy look of pleasure, her eyesopened and focused upon his face. With recognition ofwho this was, she pulled her head back away from his.Mikey ran his fingers gently in a swirl around hernipple. His Mom breathed in a gasp of air. Mikey movedhis head down and his lips to her left nipple.It reminded his Mom so clearly of the wonderful andsensual feeling she felt when she had breast fedNatasha and then Mikey as babies. Her objections wereforgotten. As her son swirled his tongue around. They both greeted mepolitely but seemed slightly sullen, almost somewhat resentful of mypresence.I didn't stick around and retired to my room to take a shower in theen-suite bathroom after the long car journey and to unpack my things.I spent the rest of the weekend exploring the town on my own andgetting my bearings around the nearby college campus. Ms Bryson wasextremely helpful and attentive but I didn't take that as anythingother than wanting to help a new student settle in. Richard and.