”“Sure baby, good night” I said and I leaned down and kissed his cheek and then went to my room quickly. I realize that it was just the wine an... me being horny. I needed to find a man my age and get my urges taken care of. Yes, that was it. I would just take care of myself tonight and get it out of my system and not drink 4 glasses of wine again. I was ashamed of thinking of my son that way. So dirty of me.***************************************************“Fuck” Jake thought. “I thought. It slid up between the bra and my skin. I had a sudden apprehension, then - SNIP, I feet the scissors cut through the material and the bra just fell away. The cool air surrounded me. My nipples, already hard and proud extended even further as the hands teased them. I writhed against the ties, but there was no escape from this sweet torture. I became aware of warm breath on me. A tongue slid over and around my nipples. Then one of them was enclosed in a warm mouth. It sucked gently, then. As normal, he wore old rugby shorts and a t- shirt. I couldn’t help but notice that his amazing body had become even more toned and tanned and his well-defined muscles seemed to ripple as he worked. As I guessed, or hoped he might, I watched as he removed his shirt, his smooth skin shining wet from sweat in the glare of the sun. There was no doubt he was becoming a major distraction for me. James was unaware of my presence and started to work his land. Suddenly, and for no apparent reason I saw. Susan sat in the bath, enjoying not only the massage that the jets were giving her sore and tired body, but the privacy that Peter had given her. The tub was so large that as she slid forward, immersing her upper body, holding her head up, that her feet still hadn’t touched the other end of the tub. Susan lay in her bath, enjoying the very warm water as it seemed to relax every tortured muscle in her body. She particularly liked the way that the jets in the middle of the tub, seemed to toy with.