We were sitting on a 2-3 person sofa with a rickety coffee table in front of it. Of course, now the pussy-licking horn-dog I (and some of you) know me...to be comes out and I start to think, ‘can I go back to her apartment or take her home with me?’ We had never brought up sex in our conversations, but I took a risk and said, “I probably shouldn’t bring this up, it’s very immature of me,” to which she interrupted and said, “No, there’s no such thing, say it.” I went on, “I can’t help but laugh. He had one too many and on the way home he got pulled over and charged with a DUI. The next morning I bailed Jim out and on the way home he told me about Jim's offer. Our plans were unraveling fast. Jim was about to lose his job and we had the added expense of the lawyer and the court fees for his DUI. To say I was pissed was an understatement. Jim got to the office late and when Mike asked him where he had been he told him about the DUI. Mike asked him if he thought about the offer and Jim. Mom loved pussy. Maybe it was the lack of cock, maybe it wasnt. Those two women were very familiar with each others body and what the other one liked having done to her. I watched with intense delight as they took turns giving the other orgasms. I had never seen my mother so happy before. During one rather hot sixty-nine Mom was on top with her face buried my wifes pussy. I just slipped my cock into her wet gash and held onto her hips. Mom never took her face out of my wifes crotch until she. She whispered into my ear. "I think you'rea boy."Shock. Horror. I drew back from her. "No, I'm not!" I squeaked."Yes, you are," she said. "I can tell. You're doing a good job ofimitating a girl, but you're not quite natural. I don't think my momnoticed, and I doubt a man would, but - be honest, Lisa - you're a boy,right?"I dropped my face into my hands. "Yes."Natalie put her arms around me and hugged me tightly. "Don't cry, Lisa,it's OK," she said. "Do you like girls, or boys?" You mean,.