My friend a chair.Mrs. Tremayne remarked, sitting down, “You will never guess what Melissa Newman saw out her back window a few days ago?”“Oh!�...� I said, nervously, “What was it, Mom?”“You and your best friend, kissing ... on the lips!”BUSTED!“It’s OK, son,” Stephen said. “Nobody stays friends for nine years. You don’t have to hide from either of us. We understand.”I breathed deeply, maybe for the first time all evening. Juliet looked at me with wide eyes, and we had a very careful and chaste. Up to this point Carson never really put much thought in older women. He would follow porn actresses until they either reached a certain age, figuring they have just too old for the role. Maybe this is why he was driven to her. Maybe his lack of experience—in comparison to hers—is what he needs. Maybe it’s what all the rest of his girls need.To his surprise, she tastes absolutely wonderful. He suckles her lips, nibbling at the curves of her smile and then he works his way down her throat to run. When I got finished, Steve went in.We went downstairs for breakfast, and, as she had threatened, Mom had fixed us the works! Fortunately, she didn't make any more remarks. We had a comfortable, leisurely meal, and afterwards we read the Poughkeepsie Journal, which took us all of ten minutes between the three of us! I asked Mom, "Is Walt coming tonight?"She said, "Yes, he said he would like that".I asked, "Does he like spicy food? I know you do, and Steve wants to try out his Indian Curry. “And it’s that reason that I’d like to see you turn on another guy and watch his reaction as he can’t believe his good fortune of being with the sexiest woman alive!”“Oh My GOD!” my wife said softly. “You really want to know that another man fucked me? Fucked your wife like you’re doing now?”“No Baby” I said softly, “I want to WATCH another man fuck you.”“You want to see all of the nasty things that he does to me?” she asked as she seemed to be imagining that scenario now and getting even more.