I had fucked my girlfriend Charleen just a few hours earlier and my pipes again needed cleaning. An old ditty ran through my head. 'When I'm not near ...he one I love, I love the one I'm near'. And while I wasn't yet 'in love' with Charleen, and was not 'in love' with Mom, at least not 'that way', my cock had passed the point of no return. Damn you, Mom, why are you making me do this?I sat up and pushed Mom onto her back. Yes, maybe I was being a bit rough but I consoled myself by thinking that. ..relaxing...until about five or ten minutes before the meeting. I figured I could take one shot...make some kind of indirect offer. If my...help...were unwelcome, then no doubt she'd still want to have given me a definitive "stop" at some point. This would give her an opportunity to do that, and then we could go back to being boss-employee. If it wasn't unwelcome...I rose from behind my desk, walked to the door, and considered knocking, but then just opened it, slipping inside and closing the. "You're expecting me to ... I mean, uhm be one of the girls?" she said."Let's get naked and take a shower. My bathroom is outfitted with a large shower for a handicapped person, but it works well for three people or four."I stripped and stood in the middle of the room. Charlene followed and we both looked at Amanda. She actually blushed. Then, she smiled and stripped. No question that Charlene was more beautiful. Amanda had little stretch marks on her breasts and belly. She also had a full. “Kevin, you do it so good, show me how!”“Um, let’s get some padding on the floor first—oh, how about the pads from the lounge chairs outside!”Cynthia ran out and carried them in.“Okay, I sit in a lotus like this and Denise straddles my legs and sits in my lap, see? Try that.”Roger sat and Ayame tried to get into position but was having trouble.“I know,” Denise said. “Roger, you should guide her down—let me show you how.”Denise straddled Roger’s legs, placed his hands on her hips, and sunk down.