Margo came with a warning: cheat on her and you'll regret it. I mean really regret it!Margo was home when Roger came in and told her he was going to V...gas for a few days. Margo had no problem with it, she even told him to have fun.The day Roger got ready to leave, Margo asked Roger, "You planning on fucking anyone while you're in Vegas?" Hell, I don't know," Roger replied, "Why?"Margo looked Roger right in the eyes."Roger if you're going to fuck another woman you need to tell me. I can live. I wasnow lying in the wet patch I'd made on the couch. I wrestled her alittle so that she now lay on the damp spot and I could get to work onher. It was the second half of the game and time to change ends: for meto bring her to climax.Tisha stopped me before I could get too far. Squirming out from underme, she grabbed my hand and wordlessly led me upstairs to her bedroom.I couldn't take my eyes off her nearly-nude body as we climbed thestairs. It was as if seeing her for the first time. I drank. I mean, Pete was fucking my brains out, and I was like, getting off every time, or nearly. I had absolutely nothing to complain about. So it wasn't need -- it was want. I wanted more sex -- with more guys. Pretty awful, huh?" Pam, you know I'm not going to judge you. I only want to know the full extent of your sexual behavior. I'm not going to come to any conclusions about it at all." OK, OK. I realize you're the Big Professional, and you've Heard it All, and all that stuff. But I also know you. Once home I noticed mom seemed to be acting a little strange. Something was bothering her and she was not talking. I sat on the couch with her to watch TV. She was drinking wine and already in her pjs. We were both cold so we got under a throw to stay warm. Mom's hand was on my cock which I thought was a little strange but thought maybe she did not realize it. As we watched the movie I could feel mom's hand moving around my shorts, like she was feeling me up. My cock started to get a little.