“I asked you to stop making fun of me, I’ll have toreport you for this,” she was still pissed.“I’m not making fun of you... I really think you’re sexy,”I said hoping to calm her down a little.She eyed me up and down and when she saw my pants and theshape of my cock pushing against the fabric she looked upat me and gave me a half smile, “Oh really? We’ll seeabout that, follow me.” She marched away towards theboss’s empty office. I. “Why don’t you leave those socks on?” I asked as I dropped my shoe to the floor.“Like them?” she asked, giving her toes a wiggle.“Oh yeah.”“Okay.”I took a moment to admire her other dainty, sock-clad foot before taking off my other shoe. Even though she had a head start on me, I caught up by yanking off my socks, and whipping my shirt over my head while she was struggling to push down those painted-on jeans. Her white panties slipped down with them, leaving her pussy barely covered. She was. …..I headed for the shower. I heard Vicky moaning in the bathroom. I knew she was masturbating. I went to the downstairs shower. …..Ken too had never touched Vicky along with mom and I. …..I sat down with Vicky and filled her in on our history and the reasons why we all decided to let her decide her way of doing things. She smiled big and said: “Mom, do you know how long I’ve wanted to feel you and dad?“ I said: “I sure do, I could tell a long time ago you had ’feel-itis’ like the rest of. I understood she was sexually excited. I could feel that her heart was beating heavily and she was brimming with hotness at that moment. The job is half done, I thought.Then we talked for a long time. After that, my cousin started coming regularly come to our house. To make my wife more horny, I started making her watch more sex movies and read erotic porn stories. I could make out from her face that she really wanted to be a whore like them. She was sex starved and she couldn’t help showing it.