She thrust her tongue into my mouth. She danced it around. I groaned, kissing her with such hunger. She whimpered into the kiss. Her fingers gripped m... rump. I massaged her tits, loving the feel of them.I had to touch them directly.I broke the kiss. Mom panted as I grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up. She licked her lips and then thrust her arms up in the air. I tore it off, and she grabbed my cheeks and kissed me with such hunger. Such wanton, naughty mommy-lust.My hands slid. A mind full of naughty thoughts. That's a Check. I make my way to the bed and secure the restraints around the bed posts. Then, being careful not to .wake my beloved, I restrain his wrists and ankles until he is spread out on the bed for me looking sexy as ever.For once you might like being such a heavy sleeper, you dork. I smile and lightly caress his face with the back of my hand while holding a blindfold in the other. I lift his head slightly and secure the blindfold. I leave the ball gag on. There was a knock on the door!I shut up like a clam with laryngitis and looked at Sheila with horror.'Quick, into the toilet booth, while I find out who it is.'I rushed into the small cubicle locked the door and sat down on thetoilet. I nearly screamed as I realised that some prat had lifted theseat and my silkily clad and almost bare rear end touched the coldwhite porcelain of the toilet bowl. I eventually sorted myself out andthen heard Sheila and another woman talking about me.'Hello Madam,. Thats why I picked it. Just in case. Id heard enough, I couldnt listen anymore. Even with out hearing the other side of the conversation I knew Judy had slept with this guy, Pete before. When? Did it make any difference? Now she was probably going to do it again this Friday. For the last two weeks Ive been wallowing in self pity, wringing my hands and saying, woe is me. Well heres where it stops. Now Im pissed. I cant ever remember being so pissed. The woman I loved more than life itself.