As a son, I was there to emotionally support her, but sexually? Till a couple of months ago, I wouldn’t even think of doing such things to her.But t...e situation has changed. She is no longer just a mother to me. I have had to myself take up the responsibility to satisfy her fully and so I did. There was no exchange of words. Just warm kisses as I gently pressed my face against her’s. My hands were shaking as I lowered them to undress her.But she firmly guided my hands so I could remove her. When she didn't make a move to leave, he slid his hand up her thigh until it disappeared under her dress. It was obvious that he had reached her pussy by her reaction, and that I could see her legs moving apart to give him better access. By the movement of his arm, I could tell that he had his fingers buried in my wife's pussy, and she was enjoying every second of it! He lowered his head and sucked on one of her nipples through the flimsy material of the dress. As she approached her orgasm, her. Her son had gone back to his hostel and her husband was out for a week for his official seminar in Mumbai. I had been meeting her after a very long time, and lot of things had changed by now. We sat there chatting for some time and then she went inside kitchen to prepare my special coffee. I was standing there on the door of the kitchen and watching, her shoulder, back and her waist were glowing due toThe sweat and could see the bra lining clearly (as if nothing has changed, was watching her. She was a noble and the ambassador from our empire. The only question I had was why was I in isolation and why keep me for twenty years?They had taken me when I was fourteen and it was three years before they used me for tests, at least it felt like tests to me. They took tissue samples and injected me with bio drugs as well as pumped several liters of nanites into me. The drugs and testing went on as well as systematic torture at least once a week for two more years.I did not have a lot to do.