Finishing our wine we decided to go dancing to end our evening, both slightly drunk we danced closely pressing our bodies together as we moved over th... floor. I was aware of her nipples pressing into my chest and felt her rub her mound against my leg at every oportunity, I not innocently pushed my now erect cock against her thighs each time pulling her tight to me, I felt no resistance against my sexual gestures and ventured to cup her breast as we left the floor, rather than brush my hand away. He distinctly remembered countless meetings where she’d sat in the centre of the group, scantily-clad and mischievously flashing him whenever the mood struck her.Duncan shook his head in confusion as the counsellor’s door opened, and a deep voice beckoned him within.On his guard, Duncan stepped in the room cautiously. Something was going on, and he was going to work out exactly what it was.“Good moaning,” the well-dressed man sitting behind the desk said. Duncan pressed himself against the wall. His tongue danced on my clit, then slid a finger inside my pussy. I felt my body explode from the inside out as I experienced my first penetration orgasm. Even though there was a blindfold over my eyes, I swear I saw stars. My body shook violently, my toes curled, and I was gasping for air that smelled and somewhat tasted like my pussy through my gag. In all my masturbation sessions I never experienced an orgasm like this and all I wanted was more.There was a strange sound that followed with. “Wow, Mom, you could be the real life Belle. This is your best costume yet.”“You think so?” she asked, smiling and posing rather seductively.“I know so. Dad would have loved it.”My Mom’s smile faded. “I can’t believe he ditched me, for a transportation union of all things.”“I’m sure he will make it back.” She shrugged, gave me a kiss on the cheek, like she always did. And she was off.All the stars lined up perfectly. Even the fact I was home in the first place was a long string of fateful.