That is another story for another time.Years went by. We moved once or twice, always my jobdictating my location. We left London behind us andmoved to...the coast where I was now Director of aconstruction company. Life was good, plenty of money,nice house, cars and so on. All the stuff that goeswith the position. We would have liked a few kids, butone of us it seemed, was unable. Just as well Isuppose, kids have a tendency to stifle the romance ofliving and fucking.I digress again.One of the. From what little mom said about him she was glad to have him gone.Mom had her name with several modeling agencies and a number of independent photographers. She tried to work when we were in school, but sometimes she had to take us with her.Her photographers loved her as she was never shy about changing outfits. Dress off, full nude, new dress on. No dressing room required.Our mom liked to be nude. Almost always in the house. Almost never outside - except in our backyard. She had an overall tan. He: So Amruta tell me how many people you have slept with?Me: Sir please don’t talk to me in this language. I am a chaste woman who never let anyone touch than my husband.While fondling my boobs he said, “Now this chaste woman will fucked like a whore by me, and trust me this will not be romantic as I am not your husband” saying this he slapped my boobs very hard and laughed his heart out. I felt very sad that time if wasn’t in need I would have killed this bastard. But sometimes life has some. In a few days, I became a regular reader of incest stories. From then I used to observe mom’s beauty. I finally decided to seduce her.Since joining date for job was next month. And we decided to go on a vacation to Goa for 4 days.We booked single room in resort . We packed our bags went to Goa. There resort staffs welcomed​ us and guided to us to our room. I entered the room and there was rose petals all over the bed,I asked them why so, they told that I have booked honeymoon sweet . So mom.