”forever”. But as we were apart she needed a connection to someone. For a time it was my father, then me, and now she had moved on. It’s better ...han being cooped up, I guess. I just thought we had something special. I stopped calling her, it hurt being reminded that someone was possibly fucking my mom. She slowly stopped messaging me, giving me space. After about a month, I got an email from her.“Dear son,I know what I did hurt you. But I had to try, I had to try living a normal life again. I. He didn’t need telling twice and was soon on the Tina carousel. “Don’t be cumming in her mouth!” Dave instructed, “And leave the full rubbers on the side, not in the bin!” I knew what that was for and didn’t mind in the slightest.They did as he instructed an done by one, the small chest of drawers had 5 used condoms thrown unceremoniously on top of it. No sooner had they all had their way, the room was empty and silent, with just Dave and I. He arranged the condoms in a line and simply said. It was my husband’s old friend and coworker Sergio (from one of my earlier stories). Apparently, he had transferred back into the area. Seeing him took me by surprise and before he saw me, I went back to the table with my husband. My husband asked why I didn’t get another drink and I told him who I saw up there and thought it best to just not even deal with seeing him. My husband was not a big fan of his to say the least. Anyway, to my surprise, my husband told me to not be worried about him. It was our first real sexual experience other than the mutual fondling I mentioned earlier. After a few minutes of sucking, we moved back to kissing while we masturbated each other, enjoying the touch of each others hands on our cocks. I climbed on top of Guy and pushed my cock between his thighs. We humped and I came quite quickly spurting onto his flat stomach.Guy rolled over onto his stomach and asked me to fuck him. Although I had just cum, I quickly got hard again. I tried to penetrate his.