Off to the side he could see a small bed room with a double bed in the middle of it. The sheets had been turned down and seem to be ready for the next...person to crawl and go to sleep. Mary motioned to the boxes and asked Ken to cut them and break them down so they could take them to the garage and get rid of them. She mentioned that she would be upstairs getting another area ready whole he did this downstairs. Ken heart stopped as he watched her climb the stairs in front of him. That was when. When I woke up the next day it almost seemed like it was a dream until I saw the vibrator on the bed and the hair of my vagina matted and sticky. The dull soreness of my cervix sealed the deal: I really did it. I didn’t dare tell any of my friends although I wanted to. I wanted to show off and say, ‘Look at me. I am sexy enough to pick up a good looking guy at a car dealership! And a guy 20 years my junior at that!’ I was in ecstasy that I had turned the corner, but an important detail was that. Even before then, she had begun to pull my pajamas down, too, with her feet. Her cold toes felt strange against the warmth of my smooth skin, and it was pleasing. Soon, I was also left in only panties, all our pajamas on the floor next to us. We began to move up and down each other, arms to our sides on the mattress. Our breasts rubbed each other, stone-hard nipples grazing our skin. My panties were soon wet from my juices as I felt her lips from across out two layers in between. And then,. We had come here from all over the country, and we had all been referred here by therapists. I told them about how cool Mom had been, and how understanding the therapist had turned out to be.Cheryl's mother hadn't been cool about it at all when she had discovered that her boy was getting into her lingerie drawer. She had gotten mad and called Cheryl a pervert. She had threatened to call a therapist and have her put away in an institution. She did call one, but the therapist had had her send.