“Well, I’m not going out to dinner with anyone smelling like you two do,” Ashley told us in no uncertain terms.“Guess we need to shower,” Ed...said, as he led the way up to his bathroom. “It’s a good thing you brought the other clothes, Bill.”I showered first, while Ed picked out clothes to wear and checked his house. He showered while I got dressed in his spare room. When we came back into the living room, Ashley inspected both of us and was a lot happier than previously.“Shall we go to dinner?”. She insisted to open pants button. I was removing belt. Meanwhile she came ahead n started opening my pants button carefully. By that time my penis got distributed by her wrist palm, n started to erect. She opened zip too and asked me to take cock out. I thought to take it out through brief vent, but she pulled brief strap down n took cock out. She said cock is good. That is the first touch to my private part with a girl. Cock started to erect more on her palm hold.She spread some tissue below. She kissed me, but definitely not like how a mother kisses her son. There was lust and passion behind this kiss. I don’t know how long we kissed. The whole time she ground her tits into me and moaned. I could even smell the faint scent of her arousal. I could not believe she was this turned on by her own son.I whined when she broke the kiss. She was still smiling. To my shock, and delight, she then opened the top of her robe, showing me her naked tits. “Just a preview for tonight.” She said. The curtains were drawn and the door closed so nobody could see my chest but her. “I’m meant to be in charge!” I protested remembering the bet. “Then take charge.” She threw herself backwards onto her king sized bed and lay there waiting for me. Asking me to restrain myself would be like putting a plate of fresh meat in front of hungry tiger and telling it not to eat it. I practically leapt on top of her and carefully undid each of the buttons on her blouse resisting the urge to just rip it.