Part of her, the wicked portion that usually came out only in her erotic dreams about her son, put in a surprise appearance and the wetness between he... legs grew, becoming noticeable even to her assailants. A knowing hand began to rub between her trembling legs, probing her wetness and what it revealed about this charming, well mannered, mature woman. "I think we have a whore on our hands rather than a member of the upper class. Won't our boss be surprised when he sees how wet her cunt. I didn't get much done that morning, worrying about what had happened and wondering about Cheryl's behavior. Before noon I had come to a decision. I would drive to the resort where Cheryl worked and offer to take her to lunch. I remember smiling, that would make her happy... and I would take flowers. Cheryl loved flowers.It didn't take long to get there and I parked in the large parking lot. I had a dozen roses with me and I walked briskly through the lobby into the corridor that led to the. I was glad to hear those words, especially coming from mom’s mouth! I wanted to be more open with her.Me: I don’t mind either, you know.Mom: What don’t you mind?Me: Doing the same thing I’m doing, of course. I love the openness we are having now! I want it to continue! I don’t think we should put limits on ourselves anymore. That’s why I’m saying that I don’t mind that you walk around naked or even masturbate if you want.Hearing these words coming out from her son’s mouth gave her body a shock.. . how she could thank ME??? damn.. she's good at this... her hand was on my cock again about then... and, well.. can you imagine my thoughts.. she was fucking me.. she was telling him... she and he were fucking talking about me and her... and I was thinking about her pussy all over my cock, and my face.. and was thinking about him fucking her, too... ??? and she.. and he.. and me.. and that pussy!!! and that smile.. and her hands.. and her mouth.. and her eyes, and lips and.