In a matter of minutes I had gone from feeling ashamed, sick and guilty with myself, to sinking into total sexual depravity for my very own son. It wa... a few moments later when Mark came down stairs dressed in a t-shirt, and a pair of shorts, his eyes down cast to the floor with guilt, and embarrassment written all over his young face. Slowly he sat in the chair across from me not daring to look at me, and looking for all the world that he would rather be somewhere else then sitting at that. OK?" The look of terror in her eyes told me it was so. "Toss his clothes out here, bitch," hollered Bill. "If she's sweet to us, she MIGHT get them back!"Tammy stood me up and started undressing me. T-shirt over my head, unbuttoning and tugging my jeans off in rapid motions. My red bikini underpants had a bulge in them, despite myself. "I LIKE that," she crooned. Then she hooked a finger under the waistband on both sides and I was naked in front of her. "Put your hands over your head, let me. The next part of the plan was that I would go back to the room and see how drunk Julie was before inviting him in. To be honest I was feeling a bit bad about this now as I quite liked his mum and she was a lovely fuck. However, we had been planning this for months and I owed it to him to let him take this as far as he could.So, I went into the room and she was certainly completely out cold. She had had a lot to drink and maybe her orgasm had helped send her off. I pulled the sheets off her. Or dress it up like a slut and parade it around in public if I want." he says with force and conviction.She finds it a little hard to process his statement. She was considered a strong woman. An equal partner with her husband and if truth be told a little more in control than hubby would ever admit. Nobody owns her! The very idea is obscene. Marriage is a partnership.But the idea that her whole life has changed is impossible to ignore. She was lying naked with an 18 year old boy whipping her.