I sighed, drank the last of the beer and set the bottle down on the nightstand. That must have been a signal for Mom. She was down on her knees in fro...t of me, pulling on my belt and unzipping my pants at the same time. "Yes," she hissed as my pants dropped down around my ankles. The only thing between her and my cock were my briefs. Hooking a finger from each hand in the elastic band, she pulled them down my legs. My hard cock bobbed, hitting her nose. She smiled as I stepped out of my pants. Obviously, with this firm stance, a quickie with the painter upstairs was out of the question.But, being a horny male, I persisted. "Come on, baby, just a quick one." She frowned."And what if the painter comes down and sees us?" she asked.I thought about this for a minute. Desperate to just get into those panties -- sex or not -- I compromised. "You just sit here and I'll finger you," I proposed. "If we hear him coming, I'll move my hand, and he'll be none the wiser." To make my offer even more. Then I looked at Bryan yanking on his dick so hard it could have come off, while another man fucked me. The whole thing was just stupid.Suddenly, I pushed the man off of me while he was still coming down from his orgasm. "Hey!" he yelled, falling over as I pushed him off of me. "If you want to screw your old man, just say so. But you don't have to knock me down to get to him," he yelled. "I thought the point of joining the club was for variety. You know to add some spice. You guys can fuck each. Melissa is Steph’s 50 year old Mum. Steph is 28 years old like me and we are great friends. Melissa asked me to give her some help with her music which on the one hand seemed strange, tutoring a friends Mum, but I knew her well enough. Steph has been to the house loads of times so Beccy knew her well, and had met her Mum quite a few times. Still, it was agreed Melissa would come to ours for her lesson which meant Beccy would be around and I knew I sometimes got quite heated with my students.