My crouched position behind her, and my desire not to hurry this rare interlude, stopped her. Reluctantly I stopped tonguing and continued my massage ...own the backs of her legs to her feet. At last I rolled her over onto her back, this time putting the pillow under her backside. My massage of her upper body was a poor attempt at seriousness and professionalism. I paused far too long on her breasts and nipples; she loves having her breasts rubbed like that. Her nipples hardened and elongated. Mike told Jim that he had always had a thing for me and that if I would agree to have sex with him all would be forgotten. Jim was flabbergasted and started to storm out of the office. Mike called him back and offered that we wouldn't have to go all the way. That perhaps I would be willing to give him a 'cameltoe or stripper slide' instead. There would be no penetration. Jim had never heard of a cameltoe slide and asked Mike to explain. Mike explained that a cameltoe slide was a form of sex. "Do it," I answered and I leaned forward to facilitate his passage. A thought crossed my mind. I was not following my usual rule of requiring men to wear condoms. Could I get disease from a dick in my ass?The ass-fucking didn't work. It hurt and I cried out as he penetrated deep within me. He pulled out."Sorry," I said. "Just fuck me as a consolation prize." I straddled him, sitting with my legs apart and manipulating his penis to enter me. The waves lapped over us and he played in my vagina. Being a gorgeous, super sexy, hot woman all her life, Mom had worked in night clubs making lots of money, which allowed us to live a very comfortable life, but that was not easy for her as she worked all night all the time, that is the timing for night girls and women, none of us had ever complained or objected to what she was doing, including our father who saw it as any other job, having on mind the open mind he had and the open sexual marriage they had all their marriage life till this.