The next day my mind returned to images of seeing my wife with another man, Brian. I knew that Brian would be attractive to her, he did not look the p...rt of the average gynecologist being in his mid 30’s and with an athletic body. I plotted on how I could get the two of them together and eventually after another night out drinking brought the subject up with Brian. Brian was very open to the idea and told me that if I was serious and it was not just the booze talking maybe we could manage to. “You know, I never ever had to wash my bedsheets this much before. You are gonna make our washer and dryer work overtime,” I said.“You say that like it's a bad thing, mom,” Travis replied.We both laughed for a couple seconds and stayed in silence for a few minutes. He of course, laid his head on my boobs once again.“Damn these boobs are soft,” Travis said.“Thank you, well you wanna take a shower real quick?” I asked.“Sure, I need a shower after a sex session like that,” Travis replied.“Mind if. He was totally nude and stroking his small cock under the water as he did this. I wanted to protest, because I wasn't gay, but it felt so good. My uncle was short, chubby, smooth and tan. He was actually shorter than my aunt, and even when I was several years younger I could take him in basketball or a wrestling match. So I guess I didn't feel threatened physically but just emotionally. Not only was this a guy but my own uncle. Yet somehow my a****l instincts kicked in. I felt good and my mind. But then again, she thought, my mom is still pretty hot herself. Kelly's mom was in her 40s, but had aged remarkably well. She looked just like a cougar version of Kelly, except with larger breasts and dirtier blond hair. She also had bigger, poutier lips and and amazing figure for someone who had given birth to three children. "No," Kelly thought, "Mom could still get any guy she wanted. Even mine!"She started thinking about this, and all of a sudden she had a strong mental image of James.