“You’ve never done any bench press work?” Nick asked.“No.”“We need to add more weight to the bar,” some one said. There was still some r...om on the two inch thick bar.“Who is going to pick it up though, and who is going to act as the safeties?” the coach asked to frowns from all of them.“No one!” Nick said in a disappointed voice. “We’d have to go over a thousand pounds to make it even moderately hard for her, and there isn’t anyone here who could handle that much weight safely.”“Show me what. "Tell her what?" Chris burst out "Are you really serious about this mom? What were you planning on us doing?" Christ continued asking. He didn't believe his mother was actually doing this, and even if she was, he wasn't sure how far she was planning on going with them."I am serious about this," Audrey told her son while looking him in the eyes "as I said, I'm your birthday present, I'm here for you to enjoy me however you like" she said, and her sons stayed silent as they kept looking at her. For what seemed to be quite a while, we remained there motionless atop the bench, with you impaled on my lap, and I with my arms wrapped around you. When reality began to finally set in, you turned your face towards me and smiled. ‘Oh my God baby, that was so, wonderful. I really, really needed that. But now I must get back to work. As much as I’d love to stay and fuck your brains out, I have to go back to work,’ you said contently as you still tried to gain control of your breathing. You then. “I would love that but look —” I pointed at the clock and grinned, “it’s not six yet.” Sally immediately chipped in, “Why not start the rules tomorrow? We’ve got all week to follow them.”“I agree, let’s all get ready for a swim,” Ian said. “Then loser has sex with…”“No, I want Mark first,” Sally interrupted. “This sounds pre-planned again,” I said, feeling my cheeks flush. “Err, no, it’s not,” Sally said. “Anyway, let’s forget about the pool and we girls will go to our rooms.” Before anyone.