Off to the left everyone noticed a fully stocked bar with a sign reading: "Please help yourselves". Easily seen were a variety of soft drinks, along w...th several wines and a fully stocked bar of 'mini's for just about every hard alcoholic beverage imaginable."Well hell, I'm going to pour me a wine!" Dale stated crossing over towards the bar."Get me one too!" His wife asked him.Bob likewise joined Dale at the bar, though he quickly poured himself a scotch, fixing his wife Cheryl a light white. "Joey, what are you doing?" Nothing Mom. I'm dancing with you, like you wanted." Fine, but watch your hands!"She put her hand on one of her son's hands and brought it up to her waist."OK, sorry Mom."She didn't touch his other hand, which was still planted on her butt. Joey noticed that his mother didn't sound angry. He wasn't sure how to categorize her tone, but he could tell it wasn't especially negative. After a short while, he slid the hand his mother had moved, back to her bottom. This time. I rubbed her breasts until her nipples were hard. I bent over to suck and fondle each one. Mom took a deep breath, spread her legs and began to fondle her clit. I reached down to take her hand away and placed my hand on her clit. I circled her clit making sure to slide my hand up and down her pussy. I made sure I just teased her pussy hole and back up to her nub.Mom gasped as I worked my kisses to her love box. I spread her pussy lips wide, licked her and sucked on her nub, hard. Mom was. In the elevator, he removed my panties, letting the palm of his hand graze against my swollen sex. I ground my clit into his palm, wanting him to do something, anything, but resisting the instinct to be so brazenly demanding.He finally led me down the hall to his apartment. Inside, he brought me directly to his bedroom. It was a large room, sparsely furnished with a large wall to ceiling window that faced the opposite side of his u-shaped apartment block. He turned on all the lights and then.