I'm sure my face blushed."Don't be silly Steve sit and lets chat relax ok" as she poured two glasses of wine."Here drink this. Should help you relax".... had never drank alcohol in my life as my parents didn't drink. I took a sip. She saw the sour look on my face and said "Wait there" and went and brought a bottle of lemonade and poured some into my glass. "Hows that?". I tasted and gulped it down in one. She immediately refilled and put a little less pop in. Again I gulped it as I was thirsty. What I did was move over onto the floor and lay there, waiting for her to continue. My automatic obedience to her commands won out over reason. She was acting like she was drawn to me, just like Monique had started out when she had first entered my room. I knew what was going on. What I didn't know was who was pulling the strings.Mom crawled over me, straddling my body with hers. She lowered her face next to my ear and whispered, "Thank you for being so cooperative." Then she sat back, sitting. He didn't seem to mind at all. Derek and I wondered off for a bit to get more firewood and he confronted me about the flirting.I told him that I thought Michelle was good looking and he asked me if I wanted to fuck her. "You can't be serious" i said. he replied "we have done a few threesomes before. I wouldn't mind doing one tonight" I was amazed, but at the same time didn't want to hurt my wife.We went back to the campfire and threw a few more logs in. Derek sat next to Michelle and I. The big brawny man strode up to usand got his hand in my already disarrayed hair. He slowly pushed my faceforward, making me crane my neck, until I my lips were mashed againstPearl's. The tray dug into my ribs, just above the corset. We twowhipped husbands turned that unwanted contact into somethingapproximating a chaste kiss. When Wolf pulled my head back, I saw thatPearl looked as upset as I felt. Maybe it was his first time, too."Now," Wolf said harshly, "you pansies are going to try.