I looked through my window for a while and saw much of the same things going on. There were about 5 women and 9 men by that time gathered outside. Bil... announced to the guests that it was time to make her feel special. The girls in the pool gathered around my mom and all started groping her. She had hands on her breasts, her legs, ass, neck, back. Mom seemed to want to pull away at first, but Bill told her,be a good slut, this is the warmup. The girls groped her than started kissing her body.. As I drove my shitty yellow car down the highway my thoughts strayed more toward my wife’s recent activity. She had started making these trips abroad ever since that young man from Costa Rica transferred over- working under her wing. His name was Carlos and he was a complete prick. He was a snooty metro-sexual asshole who saw no boundaries when it came to flirting with the ladies. He came over way too often and did not relent to criticize everything about me, ranging from how I walk. I hugged her back. "I can'twait til you can drive me to school," she added.School? Oh shit. I mean, of course. It was obvious. My haze ofconfusion cleared up. Band practice; this house; my parent's youth; thestudent ID. Christina is only 17. It just didn't really settle in untiljust now. I have to go to school today."Thanks," I replied to my sister as I hugged her back.My mom handed me a wrapped gift. "I know your real gift is sitting inthe driveway, but here's something small that goes with. Her eyes took one full orbit as a residual effect of the booze.She peeled her shirt off her shoulders and I dared her to toss it in the back seat, out of reach. Her jaw dropped in mock shock. Since the road was still empty, she grinned and tossed the shirt then bravely sat back topless. Watching her little tits jiggle was too distracting for safety! Still testing my resolve, she unzipped her shorts, rubbed up one bare thigh and stroked over her crotch. When she saw me stealing glances, she.