It was in honor of thiseternal companionship that I was working a candle into a cupcake I'dsmuggled into the pub where we were celebrating George's tw...nty-fourth.The place was more than kind of dive-y, but they knew how to cook aburger. You probably didn't want to think about what went in it, but soit goes with pub grub; you come for the grease and flavor, not theartisan ingredients. Plus the beer selection was wide and cheap, andwould help us spend the rest of the night in a cheerful buzz.As. "Hey Nick!" I hear while I'm pulling Susan's suitcase out of the car. Turning towards the sound, I see Mom's friend Mary picking up her newspaper from her driveway."Hi Mary!" I call back, watching her bend over to get her newspaper. She's wearing a thigh-length bathrobe and slippers, but my cock responds instantly to the memory of her and Mom doing more than sunbathing on our back deck a few months ago. Mom had Mary completely naked and pretty worked up in the back yard before I inadvertently. I took his erect dick and guided it into my pussy. God!!!! He closed his eyes with pleasure and now I was jumping on his dick like I was riding a horse. We were moaning heavily. I was sex-starved for long, so pussy wanted more, and more… I was nearing climax.Suddenly, I heard my mom calling, “Vidya… Vidyaaa… where are you..”She came right in front of the door and started to knock on the bedroom door. I said, “Amma, I just come out from the shower, I will come in some time.”I got up and rushed. She didn't want to think about how far she would go with this game. It seemed to go further every time. A little more cleavage. A little more wine. A hand on her ass as he walked her back to the car. Alan Johnson bending her over the desk in her office, and fucking her from behind.And it was as natural as all that. Yeah, I guess it's all a little contrived, but I hope you can forgive me. It's a sex story, after all, and I really wanted to get to the juicy parts. Then I could go on to write the.