I was enjoying this but also felt weird. And I found it a little strange when dad would come home and ask how my day was with mom and if she was helpi...g me out. Mom was helping me out and the wanking me and blowing me was a major help but I knew in the back of mind I still needed to blow a load in someone's pussy. The next bath time we had, mom got her tank top wet. She again surprised me by just taking it off and washing me top less. She had some nice tits and as I watched them sway my cock. Suddenly, he threw himself toward me, and forcefully entered his tongue into my mouth. I groaned, tasting him. That familiar, wonderful taste I had grown to attuned to. I felt his hands exploring me, specifically stopping to grab my ass repeatedly. I pulled away. “I have to go.” He forced his mouth back on mine, our tongues dancing together. I gave it no more thought. “Fuck it. I can call in sick.” I kissed him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt him push his already rock hard cock. I’ve been married a couple years, and had a lot of fun.One of the things that really turns me on is “strange”.That is, the first time usually is the best time for mein many ways. All guys are different, you know. Ithought being married would kinda put a damper on mysexual explorations. It was, therefore, very unexpectedwhen one night as I worked my husband’s cock in and outof my mouth he asked me if I had ever fantasized aboutother men. Did I? Hell yes! What did I. She did cry then. Resting on a felt lining a shimmering diamond necklace with a pear shaped ruby stared up at her. The matching earrings resting in the middle were just as breathtaking. With shaking hands she put them on and went to the mirror. The corset, hidden under the dress had gotten warmer now. That didn’t stop the sensations flowing from it. Running her hands down her slender hips round to her back side she twisted and turned while inspecting herself in the mirror. She couldn’t believe.