Heather's husband, aside from being an unemployed bum, was also someone who berated Heather constantly, telling her she was stupid, ugly, a poor cook,...too skinny They had no sex lives, he was either drunk or out screwing the town slut, leaving her home alone to raise their son. If they had sex, he yelled at her and told her she was rotten in bed. She was a person who had a very high sex drive, so this lead to her having to please herself. She was too afraid of him to have an affair. I couldn't. After it had gone through three of the machines I had a solid buzz and she said there was nothing to do but wait now. She got paid if she was sitting there or off taking a nap, as long as she was back by the time the analysis cycle was done.Shit I am pretty drunk, but I am sure she is picking me up, I remembered thinking at the time.Ten minutes later and we were up in her room. I was naked getting a damn good blow job while she was down to panties as I played with her full tits.Damn she could. 'I was devastated, no more explorations and fun with Mom! What was I to do?' these thoughts ran rapidly round my brain as I wrapped my arms round my mother and pulled her close to me. Luckily, we were the only car on the floor by then, so there was no-one to watch me bend my face down to press my lips against mom's. Once again her probing tongue pressed its' way into my mouth and this time I reciprocated, pushing, in turn, my tongue into hers. I thought the last kiss was exciting but this was. He wanted some oats or some such for his horse; he calls his horse 'Mac," but I don't think it means McClellan." The boy licked his lips. "I tole him Uncle Luke might have some..." You did what?" His mother's voice leapt an octave. She turned and glared at her son. Seth saw a growing line of crimson appear on her thumb."You've cut yourself, Momma. Look." Never mind that. What have you done?" I only told him..." Seth, why on earth would you do such a foolish thing? I really thought you had.