"Hey Ray!" he said. "Want to come in and help me with the washing up? I'll make you a cuppa and a biscuit if you do." She looked at him, as though wor...ing out what he had said, then her heavy face broke into a smile and she nodded."OK, Mister Jack." She trotted round to the front door and he let her in. He collected plates and cutlery from various parts of the house where he had left them, for he was single now, and stacked them next to Raylene. She was busy filling the sink, pouring in the. ”The two small windows were draped in softly coloured cotton and the wooden floor had a beautiful Persian style carpet alongside a deep comfy bed. We each went to a window and looking out, we saw our boys chuckling their way across the yard together.They had that magical mix that make youths so appealing to mothers like me. Ben had his shirt thrown over his shoulder, his body proudly open to the sunshine. I felt a rush of pride and sexual pleasure. He was my pride and joy once more.“My, you. "Let`s see then". She reached for my pants while my dad sat on the other side. She slid them and I even lift my butt up for them to come down easily. My dad`s hands were on my head, caressing my hair. I was having an idea what was coming.She dropped my panties and there it was again. My bare pussy in front of my parents. Her hands were touching my clit. I felt like a blot of electricity through my body. It felt great. I remember these moments clearly because it was the first time that I saw the. The drinks, (all on the house,) are flowing. You can hear your wife’s laughter. although she now seems to have something of a crowd. As well as the owner and the waiter, the bouncers have joined in. And a few other guys have appeared from around the bar.Your wife looks happy, and not one bit bothered by the fact the owner now has his arm around her waist. And now the waiter is massaging her neck.Champagne is flowing. There is laughter.“Don’t worry,” I tell you, “She’ll be over here in a moment..