After only a minute he stopped her. "What?" she said, mouth full of cock. "Take off your shirt," he said. "I only got one hand." Because he was filmin... it. She stayed casual, sat up, started shrugging out of her shirt. She was in the moment, not even nervous anymore, though she knew this was her first time. She didn't do it gracefully enough, she guessed, because he said "whoa" and she said "worst day ever" but later she wondered did he say whoa because she was hot? Maybe, but he was such a. "Good morning sweetheart, are we alone today?" Mom asked sitting on the corner of my desk. "I slept in today." "No worries, I have to call two of my clients and then I can make you breakfast." I said to her. "I'll be in the kitchen getting things started." mom said standing up and walking off. I am sure I caught a glimpse of beaver as she stood up, my cock tingled. I put my thought out of my mind and behaved myself. Mom continued to dress that way whenever she and I were alone. I liked it as my. "She showed you her panties, Bob! On PURPOSE!"I knew she was tipsy, and that it was the alcohol talking, rather than Lynne. I mean it was Lynne talking, but the alcohol had something to do with it. You know what I mean."I was honored," I said carefully.She looked around, somewhat blearily. "I just hope she hash ash good a time ash I did." She looked at me and smiled brightly. "You wanna half a good time too, Bob?" She leaned dangerously, but recovered."You look tired," I said. "You want to lie. I was surprised to learn I was the last guy she had sex with before that. I asked why and encouraged her to have sex with other men. I also told her I knew of others who would love to enjoy her company in bed.I went back to the hotel and as I was approaching the room my wife and I were staying in I saw a guy coming out of the room. He went the other direction down the corridor so he did not see me go into the room. When I went in my wife was laying in bed naked, legs spread, fingering herself..