She took one last look. It was ten fifteen and he would arrive a ten thirty. She had butterflies in her stomach from her nervousness. Why was she actu...lly doing this? Here she was, a respectable married woman with a wonderful husband, waiting for a man she'd only met online. She was wearing exactly what he had told her. God knows how he knew the correct size for the basque, but it was a perfect fit.The curtains were closed as she walked around the house in what she thought of as her whore's. " Now, Emmeline," Kathy interjected after listening to it all, "you just weren't interested as early as Hannah was. You know we've done ever'thing you wanted. You can have a bath anytime ya want, right Daddy?"Nathan nodded in agreement and wished that instead of his mother's hand on him, he had his penis in one of the pussies surrounding him. He didn't care which. He didn't have much to say in the matter. He was outnumbered. Kathy was right. He had a harem, and it looked like his mother was a. “Please,” he uttered in a coaxing tone.She looked at him, then to the settee, then at him again. He body shifted a fraction of an inch, froze. The book fell on the carpet with a muffled thud. Her hands adjusted her skirts to cover her better, then let it go. She froze again for several heartbeats, making his own heart stop in the process as he literally held his breath.As if making a decision, her feet slid her slippers off and she rotated onto the settee, knees bent. Her frame rigid, she. The view of the valley between the mountains in the pitch dark, it felt like I was a mile up. It was utterly breathtaking. We just stood there, side by side, listening to the silence of the night and admiring the vastness of never ending stars throughout the horizon. After a bit I turned to face him and to my surprise he wasn’t looking out at the view at all, but right at me. He slowly took a step forward. His warm hands rose to cup my chilled face. He leaned in and tenderly placed his full.