The redhead lay down next to me and grabbed my hand and shoved it down on her pussy. I shoved two fingers in her pussy and two in her ass and started ...orking her clit over with my thumb. I was kissing her and she was licking cum out of my mouth. She was getting really hot and her tits were hard as rocks with their nipples sticking out. I was getting hard again and just before I was about to shove my dick in here the brunette slid in between us and shoved my dick in her pussy. The redhead. “but I am dating your son!” She scowled. “I cannot stress that enough. Me and your son are dating. And screwing.”“so what, he never has to know” as I began running my fingers over her navel.“but that’s cheating, I would be having an affair” She seemed genuinely trying to talk herself out of fucking me. “I don‘t do affairs”“yes, but you would also be getting an afternoon of sweaty, orgasmic sex” I shrugged. “Fair trade really"She took a sip of her lemonade “ I think you’re a dirty pervert” she. We were both a bit frustrated with our sex lives, but not to the point of looking for something outside of our well-established marriages, frustrated non the less.Thanks to a heavy dose of bourbon, probably, we both expressed our curiosity in sex with men. I admitted to having some degree of expertise due to my wild years of college and some extensive experimentation, Mark admitted to naught. On that first night, one thing led to another. We watched some porn together and jerked off together. Pigeons enter through glassless windows and settle into their night-time roosts gently cooing a lullaby to echo in empty rooms long since abandoned to the ravages of wind, rain and hot remorseless sun. Mice, noses twitching, inspect droppings seeking a grain, a morsel, vestiges of human occupation long since consumed, and pursue a relentless course around the skirting boards amongst and over the detritus of ornate plasterwork crumbled on the floorboards that marked the salon, facing the river,.