Sometimes when she walked by she would give me afeel or rub her ass against mine. She tended the spaghetti. Before longit was ready and she dumped it ...nto the colander."Sweetie," Ellie said, "could you put this in the sauce and dish up forboth of us? I have to go change for you."I had just got the plates on the table when she came out of thebedroom. I was in disbelief. Her hair was down loose and lookedincredibly feminine. She was wearing her pearls. Down to the ankles shewas mother naked. On. I thought I almost saw it. Paul then looked to his right and left as if looking to see if anyone was watching and then took a step back and continued to shake his prick. I couldnt believe it. He was starting to play with himself! Paul started to pull on his dick, just like I had done with Cousin Benny last year. It wasnt total sex. I had jerked him off and he had fingered my cunt. That was considered sex, as far as I had gone so far anyway. But now I couldnt believe I was watching my cousin. 'What is it your wife will not do for you', I asked him provocatively, I was horny as hell and toying with this guy in expectation of my husband and his friend to walk in through the door any minute, he had left his phone so as not to call each other, when this drunk put his hand on my expansive stockinged thigh now showing him I was indeed in stockings.The heat from his grasping fingers as he took hold of me sent shivered deep into my crotch, I gasped and placed my own hand atop of his, now. "Mom pretended to be all casual about it, but I think I've got her worried." With the number of candidates and the number of public appearances around here this week, how does she figure you and I manage to keep showing up at the same ones?" Maybe she figured I called your office and asked." Well, you'll be out of my hair tomorrow night, at least. You've got a game, right?" Yep. But it's a home game. And Mom will be there. Why don't you show up for it, too?" As whose guest? Yours -- or hers?" I.