One night my mom asked her friend to stay. Tom looked happy. We sat next to each other. Suddenly his hand was rubbing all over my pussy. I was startle.... I could not ask him to stop without raising suspicion. It felt so good.His hand worked around my string and slowly he pushed his fingers into me. One by one, I felt his fingers enter me. Our mothers did not notice us; they were in a deep conversation. During dinner, Tom kept touching me. It felt so fucking hot.When everyone had finished eating. “I know it’s like me. I’m not drinking any more, but I’m still an alcoholic. I work through it everyday. If it was just me I’d give you a shot. I could never get the Sheriff to sign off on it,” I admitted. I knew it was a PR nightmare in the making.He seemed to take it well enough, but I made a note about it, then sent an email to John just in case.By the end of the week I had a retired court reporter, who was married to a small time lawyer. She was also a grandmother. According to her she had. “I want more.”Nancy sealed her lips around my pussy and sucked. I gasped at the nursing pressure. Then I felt my husband's cum rising out of the depths of my cunt to my daughter's hungry mouth. My toes curled, my orgasm swelling.I had to do the same to my daughter.I sealed my lips around the entrance to my daughter's cunt. I sucked. She groaned and kept nursing out the cum in my pussy. My cheeks hollowed from the suction. I put my all into it like I were blowing my husband's cock. I wanted more. I continued to see Jennifer but eventually broke it off. I feared getting caught and losing mt wife. I did have one last odd encounter due to Jennifer.About two years after I was married she called me at work and asked me for a favor. Her current boss was female and highly successful. She also hadn't been laid for some time. Jennifer was up for a big promotion and she wanted me to take her boss to dinner."You're pimping me out?" Yes, kinda" It would really help me" she saidShe assured me her.