I was glad it was a Friday. She was wearing her usual rainy day attire, an oversized sweatshirt, some pajama pants, and some thick socks that could ea...ily double as slippers. She looked up and gave me that calm, content smile that she gives me when we cuddle or will soon be cuddling. I hung my coat up in the entry closet, took off my shoes, and went upstairs to our room. I set my wallet and keys on the dresser and began to undress myself. I quickly got all of my clothes off and put on my pajama. One night we went to our favorite bar and Jean happened to be there too. We all got drinks and found a table together. The place was really crowded especially the dance floor. We all got up to dance and because there were so many people on the floor; we had to dance close together. Jean and I decided to dance with Lee between us, he would face me for awhile and then turn and face Jean. A slow dance came on and I told Jean that she should dance with my husband; I excused myself and went back to. "We can't blame them. It's a glorious sensation, screwing your own son." And your own mother," he said. "Mom--what are we going to do about us, when Dad comes home--and my sister?" I'll just have to tell him," she said. "I don't think we can go through the seduction trap again, because there's just no way we can have little Judy Baker lay your father. It's not like it was with you and Stella, or me and Carey. We've hit a roadblock."Dale looked thoughtful. "Maybe not. Judy is no real straight. Sometimes another patient’s pathology is every bit as crude as Katie’s. Like a wife who feels devalued by, say, both her husband and son so she stays in a bathroom giving blowjobs to her male friends at a party. (This woman is a patient of a colleague.)So far Jefferson has been only looking at Moonglow. But Katie has her eye on him, just in case.Katie claims she’ll never fuck Adam. I recently learned that when Adam cums in Bethany, he’ll turn his attention to his mother. Masturbating as he.