.. just that I have never seen you wear something that uh...” I stuttered, looking for the word.“Revealing?” she asked.I was thinking sexy, but ... said, “Yes, revealing.”“Well you should know the beach at the hotel is clothing optional.”“Really?” That had never occurred to me.“Yes it is. So I might be the most dressed person on the beach in this outfit ... that is if I wear anything at all.”I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Was my mother really going to go naked on a. Her race was three events after mine. So while I was getting out of the pool, she was coming down to prepare for her race. I made an effort to catch her. "Thanks for the yell, I swam for you. I want you to win, swim hard." Thanks, I'll try."I watched her while I dried off, and when she peeled the warm-up suit down her legs and off her shoulders, I had to catch my breath. The race suit held her body like a second skin. It was fabulous.I was in the stands concentrating, as she took a few strokes. R controls your orgasm – Mr. A crawled off the bed and opened the door to the step down room shutting the door behind him. Mrs R watched some more of her porn flick while she teased her nipple that rested on top her corset. The thought of her husband locked away only to watch made her start to get very wet she grabbed a small vibrater from her night standard began to rub it on her clit. She was starting to get close to coming and her on looking husband could tell. Mrs R was on edge several. I followed her and I took a newspaper and burnt everything that was in it. She got a funny look on her face and I told her you will stay naked for as long as we are married. She cried a little bit and I told her that I loved her but I was like dad I wanted my whore available at all times. After that day except to people on the street I don't think I ever called her Dina again it was always whore. We went back in the house and dad had mom bent over the kitchen table plowing her asshole and when.