Bring everything we’ve talked about. I think we are a go!”A little before 7PM, everyone arrived at The Shedd. There was James, my programming part...er, and Gail, apparently the only department secretary in the company not fucking her boss, and her husband, Ben. My ladies and I were there, as well as a guy that was only known to me.The Shedd was our favorite watering hole and eatery. We got a couple of tables together off to the side of the restaurant and after ordering drinks, without alcohol,. It was so sexy. I pulled back a little, and then pushed back into her. Then again, and again. Now she was taking it better. Still the little grunts with every push, but I wasn’t thrusting, just giving her a long slow rhythm to get used to. She was so tight the feeling was incredible, I didn’t need to go any faster. In no time at all we had a sweet little rhythm going. Her little grunts and moans turned into “oh my god, oh my god”I pulled out and paused for a moment. Wendy relaxed for that. She pulled him aside that night and wept and apologized for everything again, but this time when he was close she felt no overwhelming desire to fuck him. Trent told her that it was okay because they both enjoyed it and wanted it, but she told him no, that she was a horrible person."Trent, that can't ever happen again!" She sobbed. She tried to push him away when he went to hold her, but finally collapsed into his arms."Really, it's okay, Mom. I'm not damaged." He reassured her."No! I'm a. I could smell it long before the cotton reached my nose. Worries lost in Mom’s womanly perfume, I unzipped my pants and freed my cock.Just as I wrapped her stockings around the throbbing organ, I heard something. I froze, not daring to make a sound in case she’d noticed I was there. I strained my ears over the sound of the furnace, and it finally dawned on me what I was hearing.The explorations that had told me what size bra she wore had also revealed something else that had shocked me so.