For about thirty seconds I was totally lost in the feeling, so much so that when I opened my eyes she was looking at me with a supercilious expression...She had her hands on her hips and was slowly pumping up and down on me. I reached up and caressed her breasts again, then began stroking her nipples with both hands, all the while loving the feeling of us having intercourse. This was a way better New Year’s than I had expected.After several minutes her breathing became tinged with moans and her. ”“And then?” he said. “What happened? And don’t leave anything out.”His cock was still only partially erect, but he had begun to feel a greater stirring, much to his surprise since he had already come twice within an hour. The night she was talking about he had thought of quite often; they both did, apparently, and referred to it regularly.“I brought you upstairs to this room,” she said. “Were you surprised?”“Yes,” he said. “Marital beds had been off limits.”“When we sat on the edge of the bed. To want to do anything for him, give him anything he wanted. He could fuck her, make her cum all over his cock and then tell her to suck it clean and Julie wouldn’t hesitate, would she? No, she was his slut. And, strangely enough, it was a good thing. It was nothing that was real or permanent. Greg could never give her that. For the moment at least though, she had the best of both worlds. A loving, devoted husband at home and a wild, well-hung lover on the side. She wasn’t foolish or naïve. We drove for about twenty more minutes before the carstopped. We were told to keep our masks on, and thenled inside a building with three steps. A woman’s voicegreeted Mom as an old friend, and then we were led toanother room. Mom removed our masks, and we were standing in a lockerroom. I wondered what kind of spa Mom had joined,thinking it was her gym. Mom led us to a locker andtold us to remove only our dresses and shoes, and toput our masks back on once we’d finished. She went.