It wasn’t exactly a race, but we all were in a hurry to get to the bedroom where we could all spread out on the king sized bed. The women both moved...faster then I did, since I was still recovering from a body racking orgasm. They both made it to the bed before me. I was the last one to enter, but the sight I saw as we headed that way was a very erotic and exciting. Seeing both of their asses shake as the moved ahead of me, kept my mind in the gutter with the image and thoughts of what was yet. He is not here." She chuckled. "He was never onefor going to the church. That is why he did not meet us there lastSunday." Is he gone?" Please, Saints in Heaven, let him have gone home."Out, but not gone. He left a while ago for a ride around the town.He will most probably wind up at Sebastian Ortega's house. They gavebeen friends since they were as young as Ernesto. Sebastian also doesnot often go to the services on Sunday." She paused a moment foreffect. "But before he left, he said. It must have been quite a performance as a bunch of guys were watching her every move. She told me to head for the room, but ?. Stay out of sight, and she would be along soon.When you are married to a slut you have to go with the flow, so off I went. When I got to the room I prepare the closet, which was a big, 2 door closet. I got some spare pillows and a blanket and made myself comfortable. It wasn’t perfect set up. I know how these stories are supposed to go. I can see every little detail,. "Love to", I said.We sat on the balcony as I cooled down from my shower with just my towel wrapped around my waist."Mmm, this is the life" mom said as she leaned her head back to soak up the late evening sun, propping her legs onto one of the spare chairs.As mom shut her eyes I gazed at her firm toned legs as her short summer dress barely reached mid thigh and my eyes wandered up over her flat stomach and up to her firm breasts. I realised she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples were straining.