Anytime she put up any resistance, I quoted the title of this piece. She sometimes looked at me with a mortified expression but complied. It usually d...dn’t take long before she got over that and started joining the new dimensions to our marital couplings.The fantasizing seem to really get her going as she played the roles of wicked women in stories and videos. Her pussy lubrication and the number of orgasms was clearly greater when her imagination was actively working. Perhaps it was her. “That makes sense,” said Pam. “What guy in their right mind would stay married to a creep anyway? Besides,” she added with a wink, “We all know how often Jace sends Katie to work freshly fucked, no way she’d have a need for a kid.”I chortled, “How would you know that?” I asked.“A girl can tell, you got some this morning didn’t you?”I know I blushed. But she wasn’t done.“You also got laid last Monday, Wednesday and Friday,” she said with a triumphant grin.“Guilty,” I said. “How do you know these. I suddenly had an image of mother and daughter together in the bath but blocked it as was arousing me. We took a drink in a long, strained silence then Mrs Morgan took a deep breath and surprised me by saying Ella, you and Ben are both naked, can I join in? Y-yes. stuttered Ella and my jaw dropped open. Mrs Morgan stood and lifted off her top, naked underneath it. Her tits were indeed small with short nipples and not much sag for a twenty eight year old mother. They had a slight sheen of sweat. We stood up, leaving him in the center of the bed, and Mom motioned me to follow her out of the room.Out in the hallway, Mom closed the bedroom door so we wouldn’t wake Daddy. “I think tonight we should have your father take us out to dinner,” she said with a smile.“Really?” I asked, smiling back.She nodded. “Besides, I don’t feel like cooking. Do you?”I laughed. “No!”“So, we’ll go over to the club. Listen, are you still feeling sore?” I told her I had a twinge of soreness down below (and.