Mandy smiled, kissed me and replied; “You wouldn’t mind seeing your wife of twenty-five years be fucked by a younger guy uh? I have thought of it ... lot recently and have flirted with a few younger guys as well!”I smiled at Mandy and said; “I wouldn’t mind at all babe! In fact! If you were as good as you were just now, which was great! Some other guy would love it!”Mandy looked at me, smiled, and kissed me deeply. When she broke the kiss, she said; “Now I know why I love you so much! I seen how. Oh no. He just took a sip and looked at Mom and she, for Christ’s sake, started a new, full-fledged conversation! Couldn’t they tell I was shuffling my feet for a reason? Mom knew. She had frowned at me more than once. I know she knew. She was torturing me. Ten to nine. I had to go.Oh, now he’s leaving, when it’s too late to do anything. Look at him. Oh yeah, I’ve got to go to work. Ya think? Well, I have to be out of here too. I half-stomped to the door and bent down to put on my shoes as Dad. I wasn't complaining and found myself giving out a soft moan every time she “accidentally” bumped it. She continued working her way down my torso and around my cock before she worked her way down my legs. For me, at that very moment, a sexy lady had her soft small hands all over my body and my cock was now starting to hurt. That is when it happened. My mom took her hands away briefly while she applied more lotion to her hands. She said she knew she had caused my erection and she was going. As I walked around the supermarket, I could not help noticing the young men who were there with their own mothers. I looked at them and wondered if those moms were maybe fucking their son's. Did those women know how fantastic it was to be fucked hard by their own boys? To have those hard young cocks pounding away at their pussy's? Having their son's fucking them?I saw one mom and son who I could not help thinking would look amazing if they were fucking. The mom was about 37 and the son in his.