" Thanks, a lot." You can wrap him around your little finger and you know it," he smirked."Uh-huh." And I am jealous of you and him." That's too bad, ...oung man," she smiled, "he is my husband, after all." And I am your son." That is true," she said softly, walking over to the cabinet and opening it.Taking down a bottle of wine, she quickly opened it. Picking up two glasses, she motioned for him to follow her over to the couch.Sitting down, she poured them each a glass of wine."I know that you. .it only hurts for a little while and then you like it so come on don't act like you don't want to...' I drifted back off...but I awoke a little while latter when there was a loud clap of thunder. Startled I jumped out of my sleeping bag and into bed with Eugene, only Eugene wasn't there. Searching the room I remembered the conversation and went looking for Eugene and Wayne. The house was dark, all the lights were out. I found my way down the stairs and to the basement door. There was a weak. I sure was! Her hands caressed my neck and shoulders, slowly but with a pulling force. Like I was going somewhere. My hands found her breasts, damn bra. I ran my hands over them anyway. 34C’s, I’d guess. Not huge, but a lot of fun. They were firm; I had to guess they were implants. At this point, I didn’t care. Inside her blouse, I ran my hand to her back and unsnapped the bra. I came back to the front, massaging her breasts underneath. WOW! Nipples about the size of quarters and already hard.. You still have your bottoms on and you know it. If we’re going to be honest and open with each other, and show our bodies to each other, then we each do it all, or not at all.” Lorlei giggled and said “Ok, but no touching.” She grabbed the waistband of her bathing suit bottoms and quickly shed herself of them. Standing back, she raised her hands in the air and stood there with her legs open in a way that allowed for a good inspection. “Well” she said. “Your turn!”Lorelei’s voice startled me. I.