It had said my dad was dead. Killed in Korea. It must have arrived just after I left for school because Mom was still in her nightgown. I had sat on t...e edge of her bed, too numb to think. Finally, I asked if she wanted a drink.It was just the sort of thing Dad would have done. She sobbed some more, then said yes. I had made her a stiff double shot of rum and Coke, her favorite, then made one for me, too. She had taken it in one gulp, then asked for and downed another.We had talked some, then. Her brother had taught he to be an obedient little slut. For thirty minutes Jon fucked her tight ass pulling the cock out then pushing it in balls deep. When he would pull out he looked at her asshole stretched open and round. He had stretched her wide for his thick cock. He then filled her ass with a huge load of cum. Just then Bill walked in and removed his clothes. He laughed "Are you two having a fucking good time? Now s*s lay on your back and spread those legs wide as Jon and I entertain. This was all about arousal, suspense, and anticipation. I looked through the slightly open bathroom door and I eyed the large cock waiting for me in the shower. I caught sight of myself, semi-naked, in the full-length mirror. I was in good shape for forty-plus and I was proud of my body. My full breasts were still proud, topped with erect nipples; and my stomach remained flat, despite never going to the gym. I didn’t normally look at myself like that, at least not with graphic horny thoughts in. Meticulously, she shaved her legs and pubic area. She longed to finger herself to an orgasm, but he had strictly forbidden her to do that. As the time neared for her to leave, she dressed in black silk stockings with garters, a thong and a long coat. She was waiting when the taxi arrived to take her to his hotel. She desperately hoped that she had not made a mistake coming here.Glenn sat in his room, wondering if she would come to him. Could he be so lucky as to find a woman whose dark desires.