Those were my jobs and Jessica is doing everything else. That is the agreement." I hadn't thought of needing to be taken around. Anything else?" You d...n't want to pay for an apartment that you can't use, do you?" No. I can't afford to, really." So your things need to be sorted and packed." Oh." Will we bring those over to Aunt Jeanie's?" Jessica asked."Aunt Jeanie's?" I asked, wondering where my shit would end up."Where your car is," Jessica answered.I looked over to Theresa."That is probably. As I finished my third glass of wine I then slid on my flesh stockings and silky short yellow dress. As I then applied my make up i heard my sixteen year old son come in downstairs. He shouted up that he brought an old friend back but that he was going out again soon. I put on my high heels and went downstairs. Just then I had a phonecall from my so called date who was cancelling, so I told him never again. I was devasted and went to the kitchen for more wine. On my arrival I couldnt believe. "Tim started everything, because he said you had a thing for him and you would be an easy lay. It just got out of hand and we fucked you," I explained. "Sorry Mom." Jeff! Don't use that word," she exclaimed indignantly."Sorry Mom but we did. Then last night we were watching movies and you gave me a blow job and then I fucked you again, while Tim fucked you up your ass." That sounds disgusting," Mom wailed. "I feel so guilty." She started sobbing and said, "My marriage is ruined. Your father. ." as her fingers landed on my clit, barely covered by any fabric and gave it a little tickle."I love how I can see almost everything..." her fingers tracing it back up between my pulsating lips, my legs parting further."Oh, that's a lot better..." she found my steaming pool of nectar then slipped her fingers inside as moans escaped me. They slid in and out in a rhythm my body knew as if it wasn't the first time. "Does it feel good...?" she seductively asked knowing full well how much I was.