"What do you want?"She didn't say anything, but actually blushed. I hadn't seen her blush in years."Well?" I asked."Come here," she said, wiggling her...finger at me. "Closer. I can't say it, but I'll whisper it in your ear."I leaned in close. She whispered the words I never thought I would hear her say."Anal sex."I was instantly hard."What?" There had to be some mistake. I could have sworn she said anal sex. This from a woman who pulled away from me every time I tried to experience this pleasure. It was a good thing the TV was blocking his view. If he could see his son with his fingers deep in his mother's pussy, I don't really know what he would do. My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car's air. I found it curious that her feet were posed like a ballerina, one in front of the other, as if she had been practicing it. Seated behind her was the mother-in-law, fully dress in a tweed suit of all things. My eyes darted around the room, looking for the husband or possibly Chris Hansen from dateline. Becky attempted to speak, but I raised my hand to my lips silencing her. I carefully searched the spacious ranch house for hubby or a camera and found none. Returning to Becky she motioned with a. "It's ok. Kitty says not to tell, so don't tell. Did he really get that big?" She giggled at the panicked look on my face."Don't worry, he won't hurt you. It's not your fault if someone guesses or figures it out. He just doesn't want you telling someone that doesn't need to know. Like Sammi!" She giggled. "Poor Sammi! She doesn't want any of this." How long have you known?" I asked. I wasn't sure what I was asking, but I just wanted to see what would come out."Since the second week we had him..