My mother flushed red and then I guessed it must have been a lewd joke as is common between these village damsels and ladies.We slept in different roo...s when we came back home after enjoying a hearty meal which my mother had made. I woke up at around 4 O’clock when I heard the loud tinkling of the sonorous bell which my mother was shaking. I got up and took a peek in her room from the window grill. Lo and behold, there was my sumptuous mother so full with flesh that she was oozing sexiness at. We laid there for another 10 minutes in silence."What is it you do for a living?" I asked, staring at the ceiling now sharing his pillow.He shifted over on his side and placed a hand on my stomach. My mind and body were electrified, I drew in a slow breath and looked over at him. "I work for HCC. It's basically a consulting company for casinos. I work specifically with the customer relations departments of the various casinos to help them acquire whatever their patrons want."A light went on in. He asked me for a candle to light him to his bed.He asked me for a nightcap to put upon his head.Now I was just a simple lass and didn't mean no harm, So I hopped into the sailor's bed to keep the sailor warm.With his bell bottom trousers, coat of navy blue, He would climb the riggin' like his daddy used to do.In the morning he was gone and he left a five pound note, With a bit of writin', and this is what he wrote:"Now you may have a daughter, lass. You may have a son, And this should help to. She said that in many husbands, the fact that other men desired their wives made them feel more masculine and strong knowing that their wives chose them, the husbands, above other men who also found the wife to be sexually desirable.Ingrid's advice to me was not to be ashamed of these feelings and not to try and repress this desire, but to acknowledge it to Lydia. Share my fantasies about her fucking and sucking other men when we were fucking each other and tell her how good it made me feel to.