" Mom you are so much hotter than the girls in the catalogs. Seeing you dressed in almost nothing was the greatest moment of my life." I paused, " wel..., maybe next to seeing you... you know. Covered in my stuff."With that she laughed out loud suddenly. " So you liked that huh?"I nodded. "Oh yes definitely." Yea I thought you might. What man doesn't right? To be honest that was as much for me as it was for you. I've always enjoyed feeling a man's... stuff.. as you put it, land all over me. Gives. The night began with Jim and I taking a taxi to our house after telling Melissa I would not be home until late we hid ourselves away. I have to tell you, I was kind of excited to watch my wife being violated by a big cock.Melissa arrived home and we could hear her pull in to the garage and then unlock the door and enter in to the kitchen. I could hear her singing to herself as she looked through the mail and put her coat away. I knew she'd be coming back to the bedroom shortly. I had taken the. “Do you want a creampie?” she whispered huskily into my ear.“Yes,” was all I could say as I led her to the bedroom. Inside I lifted off her top and licked her nipples. It was very erotic knowing that someone else had been doing that a short time earlier.“I’m such a slut,” she whispered as I fumbled to undo her pants.“Who was it?”“Justin again,” she said.“How?” I asked, puzzled.“We couldn’t find anywhere decent to go, so I texted him. He was still awake and the others dropped me off there,” she. I took him in for a moment. His chest was wide, his shoulders were squarish and his arms were veiny. He surely worked out all right."How about we start this off with a drink?" he asked as he smiled at me. "Right, of course! Sorry, how rude of me." I jumped up and walked over to my small kitchen corner. "Anything in mind?" You surely don’t have anything strong, do you?"I kicked myself for not having something stronger. "I have white wine and I’ve got some Bacardi, if you want?" With some ice.