The whore was falling in the trap. So I took out 2 glasses and poured the expensive vodka I was carrying. She again thanked me for the drink and we sa...d cheers and started drinking. As we were drinking our first peck, we talked about my wife. She told me that my wife was very beautiful and that I was very lucky. I appreciated her concern but told her that my wife would never be as beautiful in her forties as she was. This was a big statement for Rupa and she blushed like a virgin. Both of us. "James, you can't mean.........Ican't........" Mom, this isn't a discussion. Yes or no. It's your choice. Your ass for the life you have. Which will it be?"The tears flowed again. "You promise you will destroy everythingafter we have to watch the film?" Mom, I said this isn't a discussion. Yes or no." All....all.....Oh God.....all right, I'll do it."I sat back in my chair, triumph flowing through me. It was hardto believe this was really working. I was going to fuck mygorgeous mother! . Hit her with a deeper probe.Shucks, I was wrong. She has a faithful husband. But... ah, that's how it is, huh?Explain.Her husband is faithful; she isn't. She doesn't equate love and sex. She cheats occasionally, but she's discreet.Does he know?No.Is she a candidate for some sex for the fun of it?Yes.Uh-uh, we don't know that yet, Darren, not for sure. When she cheats does she feel guilty? What kind of person is she? Is she vindictive? Aggressive? Submissive? Is she into some sexual kinks that. ’ We planned the scene rather carefully. Three guys she knew would come over while Mom was out. I would be at the door to signal Mom’s arrival, and then disappear into the shadows. Jill’s three friends came over and she introduced them. €˜This is Bruce,’ she said of the short one. €˜Josh, here, is the one I look up to.’ He was well over six feet; we greeted each other. €˜Rock, here, is our “enforcer”. Sometimes we call him ‘truncheon.’’’ This fellow, though polite enough,.