Mike began wondering if this was love. Gently he rapped on the door.Head bowed, Mike heard the knob turn. Slowly the gateway opened. Mike's heart beat...increased rapidly as a pair of boots stood in front of him. Tentatively his head began to rise. He took in every curve, every nook, and every cranny. He feasted on her legs, his cock stirring as the deep cleft between her swollen pussy lips came into view. His eyes froze at the sight; watching in awe, a wet spot began to form. Mike stared. “Don’t forget, we are in charge of you now aren’t we?” I stayed silent. What did she expect me to say after all? Too late I saw the blur of her hand as it crashed against my bare leg. Crikey that stung. “Answer when you are spoken to Jeff.” Caroline smacked me on the side of each leg. It hurt. “Sorry, really, yes, OK, yes, you are in charge. All three of you.” I included Mum. It was natural given the number of times she had spanked me over the years. I looked at the floor. Totally demoralised.. Tracey my mate had a leather mini skirt, vest top, heals and like me no underwear, her husband likes her fucking around too. She is the same age as me and we have been friends for twenty years and lovers on and off. Tracey was late so I bought myself a large vodka and tonic, two young black guys noticed me and came over, introducing themselves as Pete and Joe. They were very athletic and good looking, they were quite cheeky and arrogant, I live the young arrogant thug types, I love rough sex. “Well…that was a bit of a surprise,” I said, as I gasped for air and used a kitchen towel to clean between my legs and wipe my mouth.“Holy shit, Mrs. B…that was as good as last night….maybe even better!” Troy exclaimed between deep breaths.“Yeah, mom…that was fantastic,” Dale added with a smile. “Can we eat now?”I laughed, playfully slapped each of their dangling cocks, and said, “Sure. Get your clothes out of the kitchen and give me some time to boil the pasta. Dinner should be ready in about.