She wore her usual work attire, a navy-blue power-suit with short skirt, her white satin blouse was fully displayed, her suit jacket hung off the back...of her office chair. She was standing at her workstation and I had an uninterrupted view of her body. Her full breasts thrust out from her chest, straining the fabric of her blouse, her long legs were clad in ultra-sheer flesh-toned hosiery, her feet shod in black high-heels.Mother's hair and makeup were perfect as usual and I felt myself. “Somebody’s ready.” It was Abby’s voice. Her hand was below the top of the island surface.Matt confessed, “Sorry … you two have that affect on me. God, you’re hot and sexy. My mind keeps playing the vision of you two eating each other out.”Jean stood and looked to either side. “You’re not alone apparently, Matt.”Jacob, being the father and boss, said, “Let’s do something about it, then. An anal bang?” His sons quickly agreed and Terrell jogged upstairs for the lubricant.Jean playfully said,. I plan to write about the start of the trip and how it came about but this happened on our last night and was the best so I thought I would start with it. My wife had dressed in several strap less blouses and dresses during the week and I had been warned by one of the hotel employees, Bill, that I had become friendly with not to go to any local bars with her dressed like that. It seems the locals have a practice of pulling down tube tops and other strap less clothing. Since the local girls. Goldie had plenty of experience with girls his age and had enjoyed all of his sexual relationships. This was different though. He and Mrs. Smith had chemistry and she made him feel good in every way. He didn’t know what was going to happen in the future but he was enjoying every minute of fucking her for the moment. He thrust in and out of her cunt and she screamed in pleasure. He pulled her hair ever so softly with one hand and ran his other hand over her body.“Mmm. Oh that feels so good..