"We sat on the couch and mom turned the tv on. She let her legs falls apart and that opened up her rather large pussy."Does it bother you?" She asked ...e when she saw me looking between her thighs."No mom. I have seen you naked before. I just didn't know you were working again." Oh you know. I always liked doing this. Its easy, it pays enough and I don't have to worry about 'falling in love'. I mean these guys come to me and I relax them. "I looked at my beautiful mother. Her eyes were. Louisa never wore stockings or pantyhose. She didn’t actually need them, as her legs were gorgeous in both form and color. Jake marveled at how Louisa was equally at home in jeans and boots as in dress and heels. The couple held hands as they strolled in the moonlight by the shimmering ocean, chatting about school and other inconsequential matters. It was the company, not the conversation, which made the moment special.Jake had Louisa back at the bungalow by eight-thirty. He sat on the couch. " I pointed to Freddie, one of the delivery guys I happened to know from college. "You want to go fuck him, then ask him to come over and tell me who was best?"They turned to look and Freddie, who couldn't have heard us. He's not a bad looking guy, kind of skinny and shy, but pretty smart. I was kind of surprised he didn't have the score to volunteer. The idea of a competition seemed to appeal to them, and they stalked over to him like the predators they were. By the time they got there they. But, the girl had been personally trained by Mathilda to be a LADY of note and everyone that knew her said that she would be the new social Empress when her grandmother passed away. So, she would be expected to represent me very well in my social, charitable and official civic life. A regal wife to augment my wealth in my presence in the community. Even Glenda was all in for this, when she found out, as long as she remained my primary lover and friend. It was known that Abigail was.