We shared our imaginations just as eagerly as we shared our bodies, neither of us placing limits on the other's lustful desires. But it had been quite...some time since we had tried anything new. And new, especially when it was suggested by my wife, usually meant exciting!Oral sex was our old standby, dating back to the time when we were high school sweethearts and used to sneak quick tastes of each other whenever we could get away with it. Somehow, while still mutually pleasurable all these. I was really tempted to pull down her bra straps and rub her tits but bottled it, much to my disappointment.This went on for several weeks and i had mentioned to her that i had this i****t fantasy in a previous chat, but got no reaction!As i was leaving one day we got into the now routine goodbye snog at the front door, when she asked me if i wanted to come back in and stay a bit longer..instantly i said yes and she led me into the bedroom.On the pillow was a towel and i remembered a. I try to understand her situation.“Yes, it is. When my daughter and your son are intimate friends and you stand between them, I make it my business.” A mother should never be this jealous and possessive of her son. Their being here shows that Liza knows that George wants to expand his horizons. Maybe she also wants to find mature love.“The rule of the day is, no clothes allowed.”In one swift action and before Liza can do anything, I yank the strings of the dress over her shoulders and pull her. It was really nice tonight. The air was chilly and thewater nice and hot. I sat down on the side closest tothe house and slid down so my head was almost underwater. Rob couldn’t see me until it was too late.I must have vegged out because I was startled by a lotof splashing as several people jumped in the tub. Thepartiers had arrived and were piling in. My plan wasgoing just fine. It was dark, and the lights from thehouse only hit one side of the hot tub. I was in theshadows. Then I.