Either Rick really enjoyed cooking or he found the kitchen to be a very convenient hideaway. It was fine with me. As long as he wasn’t around, I was...managing as well as I could spending Thanksgiving afternoon with my son, his girlfriend, and nineteen strangers who happened to be related to him. They all seemed to like me, especially Rick’s parents, who went out of their way to tell me what a nice young man I had. My luck ran out at dinner. The only seat in the house was next to Rick. I tried to. So we grew apart. I continued my experiments. Met a wonderful woman, I was 21 at the time and she was 42 and married. She was living a similar story, but sleeping next to a man who really didn't want to understand. Thinking about what a nightmare it would have been if I didn't continue to pursue my sexuality at this age was put on display. Stuck in a marriage, and trapped in sex you don't fully enjoy. I had a new found appreciation for myself. She taught me so much. Sexually and about life. I. ‘Oh yeaeeeaaaahhhh’ Mom squeeled to encourage Bill more. ‘Come over here sweetie so you can see better’ I took another step closer and was right next to them with my knees against the matress. ‘Oh yeah, give it to me Bill, give me that big cock…harder’ Bill sped up with enthusiasm and Mom moaned along with him. While wrapping her legs around Bills’ waist she reached out and started to rub ny cock through my jeans. ‘Is my son getting hard watching his mom get fucked?’ ‘Why don’t you take off. That got her laughing so hard she snorted milk out her nose!At eighteen, Marilyn was definitely hot! She wasn’t all that tall, maybe 5’4”, with a nicely curvy build, large B or small C cup, and a wickedly round and interesting rear. She had a round face, with a perky upturned ski lift sort of nose, big brown eyes, and masses of curly chocolate brown hair that fell in ringlets past her shoulders. She was dressed in jeans so tight it made you want to watch her ass and cry, a tight red and white.