“Well. I hope you sluts are ready to dance with the young studs, and being groped and fondled.”“Ahhh, but of course, my dear,” Molly replied, ...��and looking forward to having my ass and tits m*****ed as we go to the dance floor in the back.”I watched as one, then two young studs picked up their drinks and headed our direction, one towards Molly, the other towards, my wife, Cheryl. Cheryl was seated so that as he walked towards us and close to her, he would have a good look between her legs, her. It was just too bizarre to think of my mother, anyone's mother, in such overtly sexual terms. Whatever the reason, I know that when we were together I had to keep as much distance as possible. I would die if Mom figured it out.When I got home, Mom told me to jump in the shower and dress nice. Good. Going out in public was definitely good. I dressed in a blue shirt and black slacks, then headed downstairs. Mom was already there, ready to go. Bad. Definitely bad.Mom didn't look bad. She looked. We both drooled at the sight of them and replied asking for some details and what they were looking for. It turns out they are both divorced and rent a large private house together as friends and they are wanting to find a sissy or sissies to feminize into there play toys. This was exactly what we were looking for. They even offered to go get checked so they could show us papers from that day to prove they were clean. Our sissy pussies throbbed just thinking about our potential new daddies. We. ” Annie watched as Steve fixed her a white Russian and brought it to her. “On me.” He smiled.“Feeling sorry for the old married woman on her own are ya.” Annie scolded him, and then smiled.“Just a way for your friendly neighborhood bartender to hopefully keep a pretty young woman out of trouble.” He grinned back at her.“What by getting her drunk?” She giggled as she sipped her drink. Steve moved off down the bar, fixing drinks for the ones that needed them, Annie turned slightly to watch.