After a few drinks I felt sufficiently relaxed to hit the dance floor, seduced by the beats of a funk-era Etta James tune, given some extra bump and g...ind by the DJ in the booth at the far end of the club, glued diligently to his decks, Tell Mama. Sexy, sassy, and seductive. God, tonight that was me alright. Strutting across the floor, I noted the eyes of every man who lowered his gaze to catch a glimpse of my bulging chest. I felt the dull touch of a torso against my lower back. It was Gareth.. How ironic is that Tess? We may as well make the best of it young lady. Drinks are on me. What would you like delivered to our room?Tess couldn't stop laughing as she followed her uncle inside. Stomping the snow off her shoes, and lifting her eyes to meet his, she whispered. I love Rum and Coke. How about you Uncle John?As they walked past the front desk, John yelled back over his shoulder. Could you have a couple of large pizzas, a couple bottles of your best rum, and some cokes delivered to. She waited for him to come back. When he did he dressed and continued about his routine. As she got up to dress, he told her to put on her sexiest bra and panties underneath her work clothes and he’d think about her like that all day. Little sparks of excitement ran through her body. She slipped on the red lace bra that was just about see through, and the lace thong that matched it. He watched her as she put them on, and gave her another kiss. As she went through her day, she felt sexy knowing. Now, however, he was actually getting what he was imagining, as my mother took over and began sucking him the same way I had been doing. For my part, I watched in delight. I enjoyed watching the way my mother worked a cock. Before now, it had only been my fathers, but now I got to see her with a different cock. It still rev’d my motor! I was getting so wet that I began to finger myself. This gave me an idea. Mom was wearing shorts with wide leg openings. I slid my hand up inside and pushed her.