My Mother and Sister shifted in the same city as i was studying in.Now i was on my way to home, and was about to see my Mother after 5 months. That ni...ht, after shifting the new house and after everything was done, my mother and i were alone at home as My Sister was at our cousins place, so i was in my room, and my little brother, started knocking my underwear door, asking for some satisfaction, Now all i could think of was, my Mother, as this was a different situation-dad overseas. But i was. She was resigned to trying anything to get the boy to do to her what he had been caught doing to his little sister. That experience would be worth it she was sure. The risk was minimal as far as Robert finding out. He was so strait-laced that whenever they had sex she wore a pair of pantalons that had a slit in the crotch for him to enter. He never touched her there with his fingers. He would never know about it. Besides, from the small number of times that they had sex since their marriage. Seraphine closed her car door and chirped the alarm. She swayed toward me, her hips rocking back and forth in her form fitting business skirt. Seraphine’s breast rocked and swayed inside of her light silky top. She had her arms full carrying two bags and her purse dangling from the crook of her arm and bouncing off her thigh. “Perfect timing, Paul, here grab a bag.” Seraphine handed me one of her bags and headed up the stairs. I followed watching her soft thighs pass by each other. She unlocked. Her eyes were glazed and her skin felt clamey. I looked into her wide beautiful eyes, seeing her pupils dilated further than I'd ever seen them. Before our daughter, we'd sampled lots of hard d**gs together, but I'd never seen her like this before. Did someone slip her something? She is high as a kite, I thought. Then looking around, I realized she was just high on the sexual euphoria. Damn, my imprints were fucking spectacular. She was acting like she used to, when we took Ecstacy together..