Damn, that's awkward. "Umm ... Ok sure."Mom saw the expression on my face. " She's been through a rough time and she needs some help. I realize that t...is seems weird because of what's happened. I need you to be gentle and respectful to her. Please?" Ok mom, I'll get right on it."She walked up and kissed my cheek."Good boy! Thank you. Please don't mention what happened, OK?"I gave mom a hug "You raised me better than that."She lit up " Thank you. I'm so proud of you. Eleanor and I are going to. Her hard nipple was creating an impression on her bra. I took of my t-shirt and tracks and was in my boxers. She too removed her pant and was in her inners. I slowly cupped her breasts and kissed her lips. I was kissing her neck, cleavage, navel and her pussy over the panties. Slowly I put my hands behind her back and unclamped her bra to release her breasts. Her pinkish nipples drove me mad. When I was relishing the sight of her breasts, she pulled my head and placed my mouth on her nipples. She lightly knocks on the door.The door swings open and standing there is Mike, 6'3" barely weighing 190lbs, his features are gangly and he has sandy brownish hair with some natural curl in it. He is not wearing a shirt, his chest is not remarkable and neither is his face. It is safe to say that the only remarkable feature is the shape that his semi hard erection is making as it lifts up against the fleece of the gray sweat pants he is wearing, possibly the longest bulge Joy has seen in her 25. ” She fell to her knees, pulled my pants open, and took me into her mouth.I growled, “69,” pulling her onto me on the couch. The genital sensations were wonderful, but not the falling off the couch. We laughed and moved to the bed.LindaMy apartment door chimed. Happily, I opened the door to my sister, Donna, and her boyfriend, Dave. They have an open relationship, but have been close for years.Virtually all the women in our group are white-collar. Donna, however, quite proudly wears a literal.