I never thought that word would describe something I’d done in my life. I told myself I’d never touch my son that way again. I told myself it was ... one-time kindness, nothing more. I loved my son. I didn’t want to add incest to his troubles.And yet, I’d enjoyed what we’d shared. Despite my shame, I didn’t actually regret jerking off my son. He needed it, I told myself. He enjoyed it. While I was certain of that, Michael couldn’t make clear to me that it was true. That part was very difficult to. She had already made arrangements to use the area next to our apartment to take care of him. She left for her ‘meating’ and soon I heard voices talking. I stood on the table next to our bed and looked through the air vents and discovered that I had a near perfect view of the bed. There was Linda and, she was kissing another man. After a looong kiss he began taking his clothes off. Once naked, he turned his attention to Linda. He reached around and got both hands full of her butt, slowly and. He reached out to shake my hand and introduced himself as Terry. Right off the bat he noticed my wedding rings but he didn't let that deter him from trying to make time with me. It was down right flattering. We talked as we went around buying what we needed, then he gave me his number and said I should call him and we'd have lunch the following week."Cathy was listening. It was amazing how much of Linda's story was what she was experiencing right now."Anyway," Linda went on, "I knew I. Perhaps a minute passed with nothing further happening. Then John swallowed, as a long, lean, sultry looking brunette with a deep bronze richness to her skin placed herself alongside the two young blondes. She was completely naked, and stood there, feet apart, lightly rubbing her pussy as she looked casually around the room, but not at him.He realized then that none of them had even glanced his way. He swallowed again, and then coughed nervously.Three more men and three more women, two of each.