I started doing this regularly for next 2 week’s. Some days I would fall asleep waiting for her to fall asleep. One day as usual I waited for an hou... and a half and reached for her butt and started caressing it slightly and realized something. I looked up and noticed that she was looking right at me. I was stunned. I took my hands off. She didn’t ask me anything. I waited for 5 mins and then I couldn’t control and kept my hands on her again. She caught my hand and I started begging. I said. So every day when my in-laws used to sleep in the afternoon, he came inside on the pretext of doing something and started flirting with me. His conversations always have a double meaning.One day he saw a couple of oranges and said I want to crush those oranges with my hands and suck them nicely. While saying this, he was directly looking at my boobs. Since it was inside the house, I was only wearing a nightie with a padded bra which clearly showed my boobs.While returning, he slightly brushed. "My mom was fucking your mom," Tessa replied.They both just sat down on the bed and tried to process what they just saw, and Julie wasn't so turned on anymore."I sure as hell didn't expect that," Julie said."Yeah, no shit," Tessa replied.They just stayed silent for a few minutes, but they slowly got less and less repulsed as they put it in perspective."Well, I guess some women just prefer pussy over cock, and our moms are two of those women," Julie said."Obviously, I've never seen anything like. Except it wouldn't go away.I kept thinking back to 'The Experiment'.That was chocolate.That was sex.Boy was that sex - oh yes and it was hot.That's one of the problems about chocolate - as if you need me to tell you - it gets hot, it melts - oh and it gets messy - very, very messy.What was that quote of Woody Allen's - 'if it ain't messy you ain't doin' it right.'Yeah or some such thing - whatever!Let me tell you about it.Sam had read about it somewhere, some stupid article in a women's.