One was Cherie, 26 years old and cheating on her husband. The other was Rosie 38 years old, divorced with 2 k**s. I was 22 at the time (Stories for an...ther time.) Valentine’s day was always a day that I would reflect on the relationship I was in and ask myself the question, “Is this the person I want to spend the rest of my life with?” If the answer was no then I ended things, then and there. In the case of the ladies I was fucking/dating I saw no future in either relationship, so I stopped. "Relax," said her boss gently over the phone, "and have a good time away from this place."A line had appeared between her twin's knitted brows, forehead wrinkling, and Charlene had a sudden urge to kick the phone. After she hung up, she succumbed to the urge, and the insubstantial Charlene smiled grimly as the phone's receiver keys emitted a cacophony of tones. Charlene matched the facial expression. Yeah, sister. I'm with you there.Fuck this, she said voicelessly to the Other. I'm not sitting. You need to chill more often."Now I know it probably isn't easy for my Mom to be married to a cold distant guy like my Dad.....but I can't imagine how she could chill anymore than she already does?The scene I was watching was like nothing I'd seen before. My naked friend, with a rock hard erection was massaging sun lotion into my Mom's back. What was even more puzzling was the fact that as he was doing this I was wanking myself as I enjoyed the view.Paul was now rubbing lotion into her shoulder. He returned, and said that he would unfasten my bra, so that it did not get all greasy, if that was ok with me, and started to warm up some oil between his hands, which he very gently applied to my back and shoulders, which was dreamy, he then went on to massage my arms and legs. By this time I was feeling very relaxed in his very capable hands as he very gradually increased the pressure on my body. Then without asking my permission he very gently eased my panties off over my bottom, and down.