We got to know each other after several months of talking. I found out she was married, but she and her husband were more like roommates and they had ...ot had sex in many years. We had to go together on a business trip to a nearby town and she drove. We drove there in the morning, met with a customer, and then drove back that evening. We stopped for dinner on the way home and had a couple of drinks. We started talking about various things including sex. We starting sharing what each of us finds. Do you enjoy Dan fucking you more than me? She ignored my question and just kept her eyes closed. I continue whispering to her.. hun.. I want to tell you a secret.. I enjoy watching Dan fucking you that day a lot. I cannot stop thinking about it. I really like it. … I was still fucking her while I saying that and she stop me. She open up her eyes and look at me.. and ask me.. what did u say? I was really afraid she is getting mad. I repeat by saying.. Im sorry but I just wanted to be honest. My hands caressed her hips and arse and as before felt she wasn't wearing any knickers, or a garter belt for that matter. Her hands came around my back and undid the clasp and unzipped my dress, then took a moment to step back to let it fall to the floor, followed by my bra. She quickly undid her own dress and let it slip off her shoulders, and then her own bra and we stood looking at one another for a moment. I saw the lust in her eyes as they looked over my body, standing there in just her. That meant an hour or so alone with cold fish Filly, something Vic dreaded. Who knew?His mother wasn’t gone five minutes when Filly came into his room without even knocking. She merely pushed open the half closed door and looked at him sitting on the bed. “How long will she be gone?” she asked while moving towards him. When he told her an hour or so, she smiled. There was a totally different look on her face. “That’s good! It’s more than enough time for what I want.”What she wanted? What.