"I stared at the wall. I didn't say anything.How did you deal with the feelings of anger and jealousy?"I cried," I admitted. "I punched the wall. I we...t nuts. I am nuts." Tell me, Gary," she said, trying another approach. "Back in the day,was there a particular item of your sisters clothing you liked to puton?"I closed my eyes. I remembered a long line bra. I remembered a fullslip. I remembered an ivory prom dress. But then I remembered the itemthat I loved the best."Yeah," I said. "Sharon had. I helped by carrying the partially carved roast to the center of the table.She sat next to me, asking for some roast. I stood up and carved a nice juicy cut for her, picking up her plate and giving it back to her. She gave me a peck on the cheek.I did the same for each of the girls, first Pam then Cassie.We passed the potatoes around, and started eating dinner. There is usually a lot of talking around our dinner table. This time there were glances, smiles and sometimes a few giggles.“Pam,” I. My stories of how she could seduce him and how he might take her became more and more detailed and she became more openly aroused during sex.We now mention C almost constantly as we enjoy each other. A couple of weeks ago I was lying in bed wide awake and decided to leave Mrs.L to sleep in peace and so crept into the spare bedroom to surf.After a short period of time I heard noises from nextdoor and realised that C wasn't alone.Listening quietly, I was sure that I had heard a soft feminine. “Well?” she asked softly.“Mother, you’re ... you’re...” Tony choked, his eyes wide as he stared at his naked mother. “Oh, beautiful, Mother! You’re so beautiful!”Judy felt a ripple of pleasure move about her satiny flesh. She was well-tanned except for the two white strips of flesh over her tits and hips. She was tall and slender, but with exciting curves that caused her son’s cock to start dripping from his piss-hole. She drew her hands to her body, stroking them up her sides, over her flat.