There she came. Opened the door. She was wearing a short kurta with pajamas. No dupatta and had a small ring in her nose. She looked too sexy. I could...see there was no bra.I sat in the drawing room and she went to answer a phone call. Came back in a few minutes and I was watching tv by then. She went to get me water from the kitchen while talking to me about something (she was just striking a conversation and avoiding the real topic).I went to the kitchen and stood close behind her. As close as. After the kids were in bed, Eric asked if he could go into the spa and relax. Nicole and I joined him and put on some great CDs from the 80s and early 90s rock. It made for a very comfortable atmosphere. Nicole sat in between Eric and me in the spa. She put her feet up and we each started to massage her feet. Unknown to me, Eric had been moving up her leg rapidly while I was still rubbing her sole and heel. She put her head back with her eyes closed as his hands were up to her thigh. That got. When his orgasm subsided, I lifted my head and gazed at him. His eyes shone with love and gratitude. Wordlessly I pulled his head to mine and kissed him deeply. The funny thing was, I never fully realized the "impropriety" of what we were doing until that kiss. Sucking off my son did not seem out of place, but french kissing him did. Well, I was never one to deal with paradoxes like that, so I mentally shrugged it off and stuck my tongue nearly down his throat. We broke the kiss and Jeff. He immediately got upstairs. I asked him how'd I look ? - Sexy. Now lets go s*s.- Vin please stay lets go into moms room and have a little fun ( wink )- No come on we'll fuck later. He didn't mean it.Later he was sober and so was I. I sat next to him the whole party except when a boy asked me to dance. After a few cock dancing, I got a little tipsy. Not only that, my brother was full drunk sucking on girls necks. I got angry and went into the bathroom and cried. He saw my anger and came in and.