I was becoming impatient. I came up with this plan that might allow for me to see them fuck again. I would tell her (my mom) that I was leaving for th... rest of the day and night to stay over a friend’s house in Scranton. Before I left, I would leave the back door unlocked. Once I left, I would drive around or go somewhere and wait for mom to invite Ryan over. Once he came over and they were fucking, I would slip in through the back door, tip-toe upstairs, and either listen or watch them fuck. . I jerked slightly as it sent a shiver through me and made my nipples tingle. Oh, I was on fire. "Mmm, right there, yes, oh, that's wonderful," I moaned. My fingers were pinching my nipples as he began tonguing me, oh, I was sure he'd done this before, he was just too good to be a novice. It felt as if my whole pussy was gushing juices, I felt so hot and excited. I looked down at the top of my son's head as he licked the portal through which he, eighteen years earlier, entered this world. And. As I looked over the costume I realized there were no underwear. I don'tknow why I'd be surprised, that's not the sort of thing that always camewith the costume. I had worn a pair of plain white cotton panties, butthey just didn't seem right. Certainly not for an outfit being describedas 'sexy'!I leaned out the door and yelled for Brad, but I guess he'd alreadyheaded out since Anna came back, "What's up?" she asked me.I grinned a little sheepishly, "I just realized I don't have anyunderwear for. I have. I am a full time whore. I work at strip clubs but I also suck cocks, fuck and suck for money as an escort. I am going to let my husband in on the secret and tell him in exchange for training me he can control our money and direct who I can fuck. I am hoping it will strengthen our marriage,” she said.“What if he thinks you are a bat-shit crazy nymphomaniac?” I laughed at her idea.“He has known I’ve been fucking around on him. He just thinks I was doing it for kicks and he didn’t leave. I.