Janet made me a drink and brought it to me and she handed it to me but her other hand rubbed across my aching cock and I knew I was busted. "How old a...e you Chad?" I replied my age. "Well I want to teach you to drive stick, and some other things also, but you have to promise me to never ever tell a soul. Dense me did not pick up on what she what saying right away until I promised her and she came over and started to kiss me. And she rubbed my cock thru my shorts. Then Janet pulled back and. From my vantage point, I could see their tongues playing as they kissed. It actually was very sensual and loving to watch. It was more than sex they were having. They were making love.I watched for a few more minutes as my wife continued to grind on him. She was clearly close to having another orgasm. I wondered how many she had already had tonight. I felt a tinge of jealousy as I realized that my son was clearly a better lover to my wife than I was. But how could I compete with added intensity. Marcus ran his hands down my waist and quickly unbuttoned my jeans. In one fell swoop Marcus pulled my jeans and panties down to my ankles. In a commanding voice he ordered me to spread my legs and stick my ass out a little more as his shorts fell to the floor. I complied as I anxiously awaited Marcus’s meat missile.Marcus placed the head of his cock on my tight damp pussy and drove his big black cock deep inside me. I screamed in pain as he drove his dick into me. He let a loud Neanderthal. "I couldn't wait." We pulled into her driveway, her house dark except for a porch light.Lyn led me in to a nice den, softly lit and put on some light music. "I've got an older brother who calls this room 'The Passion Pit.'" Lyn told me as we stood in the middle of the room, holding hands. "He's away in the Navy now."We kissed, this time more like we'd kissed the night before, and after a moment I was the one who sent my tongue looking for hers. For some time the two of us stood, merged.