It therefore came as no surprise to see Mark was happy to spend the next few minutes alternating between his fingers massaging and his lips kissing ov...r both her neck and back. For her part my mother remained where she was. I of course had no idea what it was might now be going through her mind. However, the fact her head remained tilted forward together with the obvious lack of objection to his fingers and lips, told me she was more than enjoying what he was doing. Even so, despite this. " I said uncertainly."You mean you want to fuck me?" she said raising her eyebrows. I nodded eagerly."You can but you have to do something else first," she said. At my look of puzzlement her smile became even wider. "First you have to fuck my mother."She giggled as my face betrayed my utter astonishment."Yes darling, that's right. Mummy knows all about what we do together. I told her how sexy you are and how much you like big boobs. Do you think she's sexy too?" I nodded. "I knew you would, so. Anyone doubting here need only glance at the media for confirmation. There are, nonetheless, a number of significant variables. Neither the man nor the woman can avoid presenting to the other a visual image on a continual basis if they spend any time together at all. What the media does not bother to emphasize is that, even while men see the superficial with ease, a gentleman senses the depth of a girl’s beauty as well, for it is, to coin a phrase, ‘more than skin deep.’ Depth and quality are. Her name was actually Mariel and since our company really frowned on employees having relationships, we both were really careful. That and the fact that she was married made it necessary that we kept our little secret. There were no repeats of our little affair much to my dismay. Marier was so fucking hot. When ever I saw her my cock would twitch, remembering where it had been.A couple of months later there was an issue with one of Mariel's corporate clients. We were going to have to fly.