So finally BM got him onto the bed, i laughed seeing the state he was in as he rolled over mumbling, it looked so pathetic.And at that moment my marra...ge seemed as pathetic also. But i thought to myself at least we had a month long honeymoon to make everything not pathetic. And i lied on the bed next to his snoring body. BM looked at me, he could tell i was a little fed up, and i think he took that as a cue to make a move on me. "You look hot in that wedding dres you know, i almost wanted to. I hadn’t realized how sexy this woman was. She could NOT possibly be my mother! How youthful and shapely, and, dare I say, desirable her body still was. Her tits barely sagged and held their full shape with thick, stiff, succulent, pink nipples that demanded my full attention. Shockingly, her long, barely visible pink labia thickened as I watched. Her arousal plumped her inner labia and a hint of swelling clit parted a plethora of hair as I stared, stunned. I forgot about the water. Author’s note: This has always been one of my favorite songs, a sad song. I particularly like the version by Jim Reeves. This will be a relatively short story and complete in this submission. Thanks very much, as always, to Techsan for his quick and accurate editing! Thanks for reading, please vote. * YOUR SWEET LIPS Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone. Let’s pretend that we’re together, all alone. I’ll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low, And you can tell your friend. She grabbed him by his hair and jerked him away from her tits. He whimpered but didn't speak. "That's a good little slut. You've learned not to speak until instructed. Perhaps I should give you a little reward." God, this woman was turning me on! I pulled my jeans down to my knees and yanked my panties out of the way. I needed full access to my pussy for the rest of this show! She instructed him to get on all fours. "Face down, ass up slut". I wondered what she was going to do to him next..