I put my bag of goodies on the bed before i mademy way and hid next to the bathroom door. I stood closely to the wall and tried to control myselfbefor... peering around the corner. I could see Sandra had her back to meand with no idea what was about to happen. She looked so beautiful as shefinished washing the back of her thighs and moved her way back up to thecrack of her ass and around to her pussy. I moved back as my breathing began to get heavy god she was beautiful. I couldn?t help but think. I spluttered some incoherent reply, stuffing theoffending panties back in the washing basket whiletrying to hide my very erect dick. ‘So, my little pervert of a son likes his mom’s soiledpanties does he?’‘Y-yes,’ I stammered. No point in denying the obvious.Red in the face, I began to sob uncontrollably. ‘I’msorry mom, I’m really sorry.’‘You’re a pathetic little sissyboy. What are you?’‘A s-sissyboy mom,’ I. As the elevator doors closed behind us, my hubby bravely reached and squeezed my nipples and flicked my pussy, making my pussy drip down my leg. The room was spacious and beautiful. There were mirrors on all the walls and I could see myself in all angles. I do not think that I had ever looked sexier than at that moment. Then the door from an adjoining room opened and two beautiful young Asian women entered. They were dressed in skin tight silk, micro mini dresses that accentuated their firm. His lashes were just as dark and longer than my own. They framed chocolate brown eyes that made several parts of me drool. His lips were full and kissable. I could imagine nibbling on him for hours.And that was before I looked down. Hard abs. Long legs. And I could see the outline of his cock through his shorts. Did it just twitch? The smirk he gave me told me everything.Wait, oh god, he was the guy I met at the sex club last week! What a fate!He knew I was checking him out, and he was enjoying.