With it in my hand, I laid back on my bed in the nude. I opened the envelope and removed the contents which looked like an invitation.It said, “You ...re cordially invited...”. That’s when I smelled the most wonderful scent emanating from the invitation. I put it to my nose and smiled as I took in the aroma. I closed my eyes and was immediately in a deep, dreamy sleep.I awoke. I was in a beautiful mansion. There appeared to be a party of some sort. There were probably one hundred or more people. She was holding her phone. She didn’t know how she felt walking up to the table. She wondered when Erica got to the restaurant. This woman never seemed to stop flummoxing her. She was mysterious. People like her didn’t like people getting close to them. She wondered if she had friends at all. That wasn’t her business. She thought she would have to wait for Erica. Maybe she was going to make a ‘royal entrance’. Then, it dawned on her. She had been coming up with different conjectures about this. ...Chris walked up to the bed and started to bend over to suck and caught Karens movement. She was indicating for him to grab his moms tits first, heck why not. He tentatively reached out and took hold of his mother breast squeezing her nipple. Jan gasped and lunged her hips forward immediately saying oh yes Chris baby, do you like that? Do you like mommies breasts? Do you want to suck? With that Karen spoke up again, sorry about that Jan love. I was gesturing with my hands, I’m afraid I might. I shifted my body back, so I was hovering over his knees, looking at his wet Willy. I felt so naughty. I leaned down and put it in my mouth, tasting the mixture of cum and my own juices as I licked up the mess. He must have thought I was such a slut, yet somehow I felt like he appreciated my new found uninhibited sexual appetite.“You’re quite a woman, Jules, and a contradiction of appearance,” declared George. “Was this revenge sex?”I thought about it for a minute before replying, “Yes, I.