That night as well, I kept my leg over her leg and my cock was touching her ass.Almost for the whole night, I continued doing it. Sometimes, I touched...her ass and sometimes, I touched her boobs. It was amazing, sexual and erotic. I loved it.In the next morning, as usual, my mom told me to get up and take a bath. Dad had already left for the office and later, we were going to the mall for shopping.My mom was wearing a tight red colour kurti and jeans. As she was really fair, you could imagine. ”“You have discussed things with him then?”“Yes baby, and we both want things to continue as they are now; we have an amazing sex life and I want to show my commitment to him,” she went on, “but only if you are okay with it"“So, you and I won’t be having sex anytime in the near future then?”“I don’t think so baby, I don’t plan on that happening in the near future; is that okay?”“Like I said, it’s your body baby, if you want to give it to him and not me; that’s your decision, I am fine with. So after a few weeks I agreed that if I could pick the guy then we could do it. We met a guy at a restaurant late one Saturday night, who was shorter and younger than me and appeared non-threatening. He was probably nineteen-years-old, while I was thirty five. He was the type of guy that said 'bro' a lot. I didn't really like him, but I figured he was easy enough to control. After a couple of drinks my wife boldly propositioned him with a 'free' blow job while I was sitting right there,. Arnold, Mr. Brubaker, is so looking forward to meeting the both of you,” she said.As Claudia was showing us to our rooms, the thought was going through my mind, damn my father expects me to fuck that old hag. I know this deal has the potential of making our company a lot of money, but fucking that ugly old hag might be too much to bear.We were ushered into a suite that had a master bedroom, sitting room equipped with a fully stocked bar, and a huge bathroom with separate dressing rooms.I.