Where the hell do you think they got the term "mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since that delightful afternoon when I discovered...that a middle-aged woman has the experience and the desire to show a young man around the bed in ways that a younger girl could never dream of. The fact that the middle-aged woman in question was my own mother certainly didn't bother me if it didn't bother her.We stripped each other quickly and passionately, dropping our clothes where we stood on. Doug sighed loudly after we sat, “That WASN’T exactly how I thought the morning would go. You have a hot wife, and I couldn’t resist making love to her again. I hope you’re not upset.”I chuckled, “Do I look or act upset?”“No, but there might be more turmoil going on inside your head. Uncertainty? Anger at me?”I said, “We swapped wives, only you happened to have two of them. I fucked both of them.” I paused and corrected, “No, I take that back. I made love to the two of them.”“But we’ve done. Pushing in he wiggled it, making me giggle. Just then a knock came at his bedroom door. Removing his mouth from my pussy Jim said "Come on in". I turned around to see Tom, Jack, Kevin, and Randy enter the room. Tom and Jack pulled me off of Jims face, as Randy and Kevin hovered around Katelin. Staci pulled out and let Kevin enter Katelin from behind. Tom laid down on the bed and brought me over to straddle his cock. Being held stomach to stomach it was hard, and tough going in. Tom pushed. The next day was awkward to say the least. She stayed in her room much later than usual that morning. Likely scared to come out and face me after what we had done. After all, to this point, she didn't really know that I knew she was watching. She probably thought she was having some innocent fun herself watching a younger man jerk. And even though I was married to her daughter, she hadn't touched me, nor me her. So what was the harm? But now that it was out there, and I had helped her cum with.