"It's a bit sore darling" she said coyly, "I think it might need kissing better"Well what must a dutiful son do? I kissed it better of course!We drank...both bottles of champagne in the bath and went to bed pleasantly drunk and horny. Our lovemaking was slow and tender and we pleased each other before drifting off into an untroubled sleep still wrapped tightly in each other's arms.She heard again from Arnold the following day asking her if she wanted to drive up to the prison with him to collect. “Do you have family Mrs Wells?” He asked her. She shook her head. “No.....no.” She told him looking up at him briefly. The look in his eyes told her that he would personally like to change that situation. Judy felt her legs go weak momentarily. She followed them both into the house and then at Al’s suggestion she left them and roamed freely. The house was empty of its furnishing and it allowed Judy to freely form in her own mind where things would go. Sandy would have his input of course but. They came back to the table flushed and out of breath. I gave them a little clapping to show my admiration. We sat at the table and Bob asked Joan if she was here for the bikini contest. Joan pulled her T-Shirt up and flashed her bikini at Bob. I couldn't resist tweaking her nipple. His jaw dropped. Joan giggled and said, "What do you think my chances are?" Joan's bikini was the scandalous tear drop string bikini - her nipples were on full display with the strings framing them for anyone to. Mom paused for a moment. She took a deep breath.Mom: Ok, baby, I will tell you one thing, and I want you to remember this!Me: What?Mom: I never said that you should stop the things you were doing. I also liked the open talk and the openness we had. Let’s don’t stop with that. There should be only one thing we shouldn’t, and that is having sex.I was so glad to hear this! But I had to act casual and said.Me: It won’t be the same, mom!Mom: What do you mean?Me: You won’t be the same as before!Mom:.