Mom was reading a magazine that rested on her left leg which was crossed over the right, her nyloned foot tapping slowly to a tune that heard only in ...er head.Quietly, so as not to disturb my parents, I sat on the free end of the couch, positioned my back to the arm, and planted both bare feet on the cushion so I could peer over my own magazine to watch my mother. She was toying with a lock of her dark, full-bodied hair, a habit she had practiced for as long as I could remember whenever she was. "You've been here before. You'd better tell her to take this seriously or you both will be accountable."She turned to Jennifer."And, you will make yourself available to any guest who wants you, in any way they desire. Clear?"There was a sneer on the older woman's face.Jennifer's smile faded quickly."I said, is that clear?" ... Yes," said Jennifer weakly."Good. I will send in some dinner."With that the old woman left them alone."Jennifer, honey, you mustn't forget why we are here. These people. The stud is just about to reach out and put his hand on Judy’s knee when she suddenly preempts him. “So, what are you doing tomorrow?” she asks him. “Ummm…nothin’ really, I guess…” he replies, once again startled by the MILF’s take-charge attitude. “Want to come over to my place? My husband has a cabin up at the lake and he’s going to be gone all weekend fishing,” she offers. “Yeah, sounds cool!” the stud replies, locking eyes with her. She now reaches for his lips with hers and the two. After awhile, she went to the ladies room, and was gone for quite a while. When she returned, I asked her where she was. Greg, oh thats his name honey, was coming from the mens room as I walked down the hall, so he stopped for a minute and we talked . Talked?, I said, for this long?. Well, my breasts were uncovered in front of him, and he started to feel them, she told me. You let him feel you up in the hall?, I asked. Yes honey, he played with them, and sucked my nipples for some time too, she.