"Consuela leaned back in her chair. "Take it easy on the cervesa mija, or you'll be drunk before he even gets here."Mike stood in the doorway looking ...round. Vanessa's blonde hair was easy to spot, but he wanted to scope out the situation before he made his presence known. Vanessa was sitting with a slender but busty Mexican girl who looked like she was a party girl. Vanessa was wearing a sheath dress that flattered her curves. While not as big breasted as the Mexican girl, Vanessa still showed. "Damn," Kathy said aloud as Kevin walked out the door.Sherry was ready when Kevin arrived. Tonight, she had chosen to wear a white blouse that buttoned down the front, a pleated blue skirt, white tennis shoes, and white socks with little blue bows at the ankles. Considering her already short stature, the affect was to make her look much younger."Wow, you look great Sherry," Kevin said sincerely. He tried not to stare but he could see her naked breasts under her thin blouse. She probably doesn't. I looked down at her and said, ‘We’re wearing too many clothes.’ I put my right arm behind her shoulders, pulling her up into a sitting position. My left hand had abandoned her breast – for now – and was moving up between her legs, caressing the inside of her left thigh. I wanted to keep going forward, but not so fast that I would spook her. My right hand trailed down her back, finding the zipper on the back of her dress. Her right arm was around my neck, pulling my lips to hers, and her left. I never felt it. Not even the smallest of hints. I never knew he was capable of imagining his own mother as any other woman who would give him sensual happiness.I always felt my son shared everything with me. I felt he told me everything that happened in college. I felt he shared with me everything about his friends. I never knew that one day he would share me, his own mother, with his friends.And, it was not because I was a naive woman. It was not because I knew nothing about incest. Or, the.