Can I steal one with you?”Steph liked to dance, and Jack wasn’t crazy about it. She looked at Jack. “Fine with me,” he said. “Go. Have fun.�...�Carl took Steph’s hand, led her to the dance floor, and the rhythms of the music took over. The more they danced, the more comfortable it became, and the closer they drew to one another. Carl’s hand slipped from Steph’s side to her hip, and, eventually spread over her ass, pulling her against him as their bodies moved to the music.Steph almost stopped him. She was so wet and so turned on as she rubbed her clit and took in the view in front of her. As she watched the two women, she spotted the tell tale signs of approaching orgasm. Their hips were moving and their breasts rising and falling as their sensations increased.As she watched, her fingers slipped between her lips to her g-spot and with her thumb on her clit, she began to feel her own orgasm beginning to build. The movements under the blanket in front of her became more frantic as the two. I felt a sudden moistness in my panties as I realized how handsome my son really was."Mom!" he said, getting up and coming across the floor. "What are you doing here!"I laughed. "Well, Matt, I guess you invited me!"He flushed and then laughed as I explained. Somehow we wound up tucked in the corner table, where a waiter materialized to pour the wine. I could tell from his manner that he assumed that my son was actually my lover, and the way I giggled when I tasted the expensive libation did. Her eyes lit up and her hands went under the table, she could not wait. Her inner slut had taken her over and she had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it with everything she had right there. She just stared in awe as she stroked it with two hands. She finally broke her stare with his cock and looked at me. She gave me the look, asking me if it was ok. Obviously at this point, she had gone farther, faster than I could have hoped. I smiled and she bent down and kissed the head of his.