Time went by and we would often chat about men we'd met up with or fantasies we had. On more than one occasion we had mutual wanks while texting dirt... messages to one another. We always talked about meeting up but neither of us made a move to do so.At 49 he was 15 years older than me but I've never been that concerned about age. I knew he was married but he and his wife no longer had sex.After a while things began to change, we began to talk more frequently about what we would do if we met. They weren’t able to ever find anything to topple us. Nowadays we had the common man on our side. As I have mentioned, we supplied jobs, good paying jobs. Construction laborers, truck drivers, building and trade jobs, and all the small jobs that trickled down from there. The restaurants and vending companies near our job sites and the stores, both the large chain stores and the mom and pop stores, did a good business because we were there. We didn’t shake businesses down anymore. No need to,. “Well evidently I’m not the whore my older sister is.” Mom told her returning the grin.“You don’t know the half of it.” She remarked. “Come-on, time to surf the Web.” she told my mother. I watched as they got up and went into the house giggling like a bunch of school girls. Listening to my mother and my aunt talking like that had gotten me pretty excited. It also made me notice, I mean REALLY notice, how really hot my mother was. She’s about 5’7” or so, pretty slim, 110 lbs if I had to take a. Anything else will cost you extra."Those men seemed to be very experienced at this sort of thing, and they undressed completely as soon as we entered Jesse's bedroom. The queen-sized bed was against the back wall, and about two feet away from the side wall. I just stood there not knowing what he wanted me to do and then he said, "Just lay on the bed on your back with your head hanging a little off the edge by the side wall. That way I can balance against the wall while I move back over your.