Immediately the mixed scents of her perfume and vaginal juices filled my nostrils - whatever she'd been up to the night before, it was clear that she'... gotten aroused if nothing more. The smell that resulted was intoxicating, and I wasn't surprised to feel my cock start to harden. I stopped to think for a moment. My wife was out of town for the weekend, and my sister-in-law had told me she was spending the day at a friend's house. That meant that here I was, with a pair of panties in my hand. Her roommates really didn't have the bodies for stripper work and found it difficult to make enough additional money just stripping, so they had also resorted to car sex to make up the difference. Rose vowed she would never sink that low. Eventually however, as she got further behind on her rent, she finally took her roommates' advice and started working as a stripper. She became extremely popular and the club and was netting $1500 a week without having to fuck anyone to get it. She doubled. I’m the boss. I wear the pants in this marriage, and yes, there will be a wedding. I’m your hotwife now. Look no further than me,” Mom announced to Jesse, who nodded and knelt to her.“What’s your name, your legal name?” Jesse asked her.“Valerie Melusine Walsh. Don’t ask about the middle name. It’s a sailor thing, I think,” Mom blushed a little more while touching his face.“Well, Valerie Melusine Walsh, will you be my hotwife, my Goddess, my Mistress, my Domme, my Lady? Will you marry me?” Jesse. Sex to us is as casual and natural as a warm hug between two friends. We also value intelligence as do you. That is why we chose you." Chose me? What do you mean, chose me?" I asked, as we got dressed."I will explain it to you on the way home. Shall we?" asked Tolban, as he jestured towards the door (he called it a "hatchway", but it just looked like a stupid door to me).The three of us walked the short distance to the hangar. I turned to say goodbye to Molan. Giving her a warm hug, I.