Heck, maybe she would actually do what she had always, always dreamed of doing, write a book. Funny, how she always wanted to do that but never once t...ok any classes like that in college, it was just a pipe dream; but maybe now she would at least put some thought into it.So here she was, she thought as she pulled her rental car into the driveway of the "beach house", which was more like a mansion. The house was huge; it was not what she pictured a beach house to be, even if it was the beach. I was extremely turned on and Jen saw the electricity between us as I stood there putting food on the end table. She reached over grabbed his cock and kissed it. then she reached out and got mine and pulled it out and kissed it. Tim was staring at mine as she kissed it and then she kissed his so he could see mine completely. She said ummm Tim i think you are harder now than you've ever been. I said I know I am. he grinned and turned a bit red. She said Timmie have you been experimenting with. She stood demurely by the door hoping and waiting for him to say something.“Geez, that’s brave of you to be outside like that all by yourself,” he said, not looking at her face, but at the silky, furry patch between her thighs. He was standing behind the counter where she couldn’t see his rising enthusiasm.She woke up early to go feel and breathe in the cool fresh morning air and soak up some sunshine before the heat and humidity got unbearable. None of the neighbors could see her or anyone. His hands that were around me moved up toward my breasts. I would have let it happen, but he quickly let go of me and turned and left the house without saying goodbye.Finally, it was bedtime. Just as I got in bed, my phone rang. I quickly answered, “John, sweetheart.”“Mom, about last night. You know I am not going to be able to stop thinking about it.”I could not blame him. I loved John with all my heart and soul, but what we were doing could not in any way be perceived as a mother’s maternal.