Then, one Friday night, he just didn't go out, he stayed in and spent the entire evening stealing glimpses of my legs. I was ecstatic and that night f...ll into my bed and came hard as I flicked and rubbed myself to an orgasm.After this came the discussion. Guilt gnawed deep in me over this amusing, erotic game I was playing with my own Son and so I sat him down to discuss what had been going on. He seemed a little shocked at first, claimed he didn't know why my mode of dress had changed, simply. I wanted to complain about it but I still was having trouble with basic motor skills. I finally got my eyes opened and saw Brian smiling at me. I couldn't help smiling back. He kissed me again."Was that good?" He asked me.Was it good? Do stars shine and moons beam and heavens exist? "Yeah." I managed to breath."Good." He blushed again and smiled even more broadly. If this was part of his grand scheme to get me, he's won flat out. "We should probably get out now." He stood up and turned off the. He is also interested in paying your wife plenty of attention.The drinks, (all on the house,) are flowing. You can hear your wife’s laughter. although she now seems to have something of a crowd. As well as the owner and the waiter, the bouncers have joined in. And a few other guys have appeared from around the bar.Your wife looks happy, and not one bit bothered by the fact the owner now has his arm around her waist. And now the waiter is massaging her neck.Champagne is flowing. There is. “The chicken will now take an hour and a half..”She wanted me to give her a hand in washing up the vessels in the sink as she went about tidying up the work top which she had left in a hurry early that late afternoon. As we talked, I couldn’t help staring at my mum’s boobs. She kept on putting her fingers into her bra and rubbing and scratching her breasts saying that the chlorine from the swimming pool is irritating her. And at one point she pulled her left breast out of her bikini and gave.