This is a story of how she became sexually intimate with her mother, Jacky who is 43 years old, five feet nine, average sized breasts and an average s...zed frame, slightly on the chubby side.Jenny stormed through the door, crying her eyes out. It was nine p.m. and Jacky was laying on the couch in her bath robe, holding a glass of red wine in her hand. "Honey, what's wrong?" Jacky asked, concerned about her daughter. She adjusted herself on the couch and placed her feet on the floor, making room. She had brushed her hair to a gloss. She looked at me and said, ‘I’m sometimes…can I make you some coffee?’ ‘I’d love some coffee, Charlie.’ When the coffee was done we relaxed and enjoyed it. ‘Do you know I slept twelve hours?’ she asked. ‘You were exhausted.’ ‘I remember you squeezing my shoulders, but that’s all. How did I get to the bed?’ ‘I carried you.’ She blushed and then said, ‘Thank you, Clyde.’ We went back to work. Two hours later I heard Charlie yell, ‘Shit…I can’t believe it.’. Lets clean you up while you drink your soda.’ With that she went into the bathroom and came back with a clean washrag. She sat back down on the edge of her chair, opened her legs, pulled her dress up over her knees and let the dress hang down between them. ‘Come here young man and lets get that mud off you.’ I stood up and she pulled me over in front of her. She turned me around and commented that I was covered with dirt. She bent over and started washing my knees. I could see down her. ” he said. There was a sudden rush of cold air. Then she heard him close the door behind them. He also took the time to actually put the safety chain on. Then she felt his hands on her hips. He was getting the belt out of its tiny cotton rings. Was it his intention to use that belt to tie her up?She had never really told Alain about THAT fantasy of hers (although she might have hinted it over the years). “Do you want to drop that now?” he asked, his voice still completely calm. She moaned.