Seeing how sexy I looked in the pictures made me feel heady, and before I even knew what was happening, I found my hand under my skirt, pressed firmly...between my legs. I softly rubbed myself through my silky panties for only a minute, when my cell phone rang from its place on the nightstand. I knew it could only be one person. I greeted him with a soft, "Well, hello sweetie." Oh my God, Mom, you look amazing!" he exclaimed with excitement.I tried to play coy and asked, "You really think so?". I heard the back-door slam and then a splash. Sarah was already in the water. I went to join her.The pool was the Olympic size and looked delightful. The water looked cool and inviting and there was Sarah doing laps. All I could see was her head and her bum as swam the length of the pool. If she saw me she didn’t stop. I waited till she was swimming away from me and then dived in.The water was cool and had the effect of tightening my balls and shrinking my cock as cold water tends to do. I have. I lied in bed and waited anxiously until she appeared from her dressing room in a light green see through teddy. I was almost shaking from excitement. Her skin was wrinkled with age and when I touched her she was so so so soft. I remembered the line from Pulp Fiction about what we're taught is sexy to our eyes isn't always what is sexy to touch. I sat up on the side of the bed and brought her closer to me. I opened her teddy and started to caress her ass while I kissed and licked her belly.. You could have said no at any time, and I would have at least tried to stop.” Again, his hand was sliding back and forth on my thigh, the slippery satin allowing his gentle touch to slide along my skin easily. “But since you are here, it must be for one thing. And it is either to ensure that it never happens again, or that it happens more. Maybe a lot more.” His hand left my thigh, and went to his crotch, and he hefted his black snake and displayed it for me, the menacing flesh.