Ah, see you're ah..." You mean watch mom and Bella going down on one another?" I said a lot more easily, seeing the relief in dad's eyes when he heard...me come right out and say that. He grinned."Precisely." No, wouldn't bother me to 'watch' them," I said emphasizing the word. "I think we've already established that much. As far as actually doing anything with mom? No ... admiring mom for how she looks, and enjoying that, even enjoying seeing her being excited, being pleasured is one thing.. I also saw their cheerleaders and Mistress Pam went to talk to their team leader. I knew Mistress Pam had made some kind of bet with her and I wondered what the bet was. I think Mistress Pam would have to go with the other team for at least the night. She probably won’t be a virgin after this weekend if we lose. But what would Mistress get if we won. Maybe the same from the other girl.It was another hour before the game started and we continued with the rally. I noticed the other team’s. Then I pulled my cock & balls inside my shorts again, and said ; thank you for the company, I belive we will be seen eachother again another time.Then I went out the door, up to 4 floor and my apartment.It was magicial good, dirty, and so good to have an cumhungry neighbour-lady :)You know, for me, some of the exciting part was the flirt and "fore play" that was in the beginning.Like when we met each other by the mail-boxes.A little neighbor- talking, checking the mail, and she looked so many. I missed that. We had formed an after-work-softball team. We worked hard, we played hard, and then drank beer after the games. These days I had only one friend, Johnny Walker.Within a few days I fell into a routine. Get up, drive to the train station, ride downtown, go to work, come home, and drink scotch until I fell asleep. Then start all over again the next day. The only difference was that now I went to work during the day at least. Before, I just drank scotch and passed out. But it kept.