We lived in a city on the Gulf of Mexico on the southwestern coast of Florida, and while we lived there the far north end of one of the barrier island...s beaches was known as the "topless" beach. It was never officially sanctioned as a topless beach, but the authorities mostly left folks to their own devices.There was a wooded area behind this beach that was really an intricate maze of mangrove, sand, and Australian pine trees. I say it was a maze because the area was "cruised" regularly by gay. Okay, so I pissed in the shower, but, hey, that was easily fixed by more water. Once I was under those hot jets, I began singing to myself, only to suddenly notice that I wasn't alone. There was a silhouette of a woman showing through the shower curtain, so I pulled it back enough to see my rather sassy and kinky girlfriend ... no, scratch that ... fiancee ... Tamara. Tamara Katarina Dragovic, a lovely former refugee from Sarajevo, Bosnia-Herzegovina, as it happened. Well, she had been a kid. My name is John. In that night I told to my mom That I am feeling some uncanny and want to sleep with her and my mom suspected something foul but allowed me to sleep with her. I went to bed with a Bermuda only and mom with a see through nighty . My 37 Yrs. mom has a unique figure of 36-26-36 with protruding nipples and a black aerola on the melon breasts. Just after sleeping I notice that my cock has stood up hugely in my Bermuda and perhaps my mom has noticed but without saying anything she. You look down to Lera in confusion who, for the first time since you met her in high school, isn't meeting your gaze. Instead she appears to be staring off to the side, her body pulled in close to herself as she spoke, "Hey Jack, I got something for you." You raise an eyebrow but nod, "What is it Lera?" You wait a full three minutes before Lera digs something out of her pocket, a small crumpled piece of paper held tightly in her fist. She seems to stare at it momentarily before she thrusts it.