My wife told me short while later she went to the manager and volunteered. It didn't take long for this information to filter down to Mark because sho...tly after he approached my wife and said looks like it's just me and you Sunday sweetcheeks will have the place to ourselves ;-). Wanting my dick in her mouth and to hear her story I realised I couldn't have both so I settled for stroking my own cock and having a lick on her beautiful bald wet pussy. Carry on I asked and she did so. She described. I never imagined my moms’ pussy could be so wet and taste so good! Her taste intoxicated me as drove my tongue in-between her pussy lips. I lapped at her pussy, then her clit. I sucked on her clit, listening to my mom moan even louder as I did so. I loved looking up from between my moms’ legs, looking just over her blonde pubic hair watching my friend fondle, lick and suck her tits. I became hornier and hornier as my mom writhed around on my bed. I was living out every, deep dark,. ‘Why not’, I thought to myself and took a long drink. ‘Boy that is good. Good choice,’ she finally said. This was interesting indeed. It felt like we were flaunting all office protocal and ettiquette rules but I didn’t know what it meant. She was very cute, a little bit sassy and I still couldn’t get the image of her thong out of my mind. I had a sudden urge to go to the bathroom to relieve myself. ‘Gotto go to the boys room. Be right back’, I said, turning. ‘Okay I’ll be right here.’, she. The right human touch really makes a difference!After hanging up the phone I began thinking more and more about the human touch part of the conversation. The more I thought about it, the more I felt the need to be touched. I was making myself horny just thinking about a possible erotic massage during my vacation. “What the hell, I’m game for anything right now. I could use a little pleasure.” I got ready for bed but couldn’t get to sleep so I pulled one of the x-rated romance paperbacks from.