My mom dated now and againbut never anything too serious. Ok, let me be blunt. She liked to fuck.Not nympho style, like everyday and all that but she ...iked casual datingI should say. Was she a whore? I don't know but she was a great motherand that is what counts. My sister, Sarah, she was cute in a plain way and kind of shy. Kind ofthe bookworm type but nice and we always got along pretty well. Shedidn't date all that much that I recall but she was fine with that. Iremember a couple steady. “What does she want?”“How the fuck should I know? I don’t even know how she got here. I didn’t know that she could drive!”Jasmine sat bolt upright.“She doesn’t drive!” Jasmine said, leaping out of bed and heading for the door.“Um, Jasmine?”“What?”“Don’t you think you should put some clothes on?”She glanced down at her naked body, blushed, and throwing on her robe headed for the living room as I followed.Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I entered the living room.All the. When he softly tweaked her nipple she yelped and almost leaped through the ceiling, her balance shifting crazily. But he grabbed her shoulder and righted her, and the strong steadiness reassured her so much. It seemed to say I told you, no harm. Gulping, she spread her stance a bit and willed him to continue. The hand on her shoulder left her, and again she was alone in the dark of the blindfold with the breeze over her naked skin… which he began to softly poke, gentle presses of a single. We arrived and Vicki greeted us at the door she looked hot a white top with a plunging neckline that showed off her best assets and a short black skirt with heels ..we walked up to her flat she said "I hope you don't mind but I've invited Steve" Steve was a guy she had been seeing the last few weeks ..I was actually relieved there would be someone else there just incase things got awkward.We got all the introductions out of the way and my wife , Vicki and Steve started a bottle of wine ..I was.