At the party she wore a plain white dress, quite short and cut quite low to show off her lovely breasts and underneath she wore just little pink panti...es, I knew that because she did a lot of dancing and every so often her dress would flare up to show her gorgeous little ass clad in those panties.I guess it's not every boy who could get a hard on from looking at his mother, but I sure as hell did!It happened when dad was dancing with mum's sister, my Aunt Kerry, his hands had been all over her. He dropped the flogger, the weight of it lying across my chest.“Did that hurt, Slut? Good.”Covering both my nose and mouth, I lay there, unable to breathe. His hand gripping me roughly. Three fast hard smacks to my cunt. I grunt as the rest of the air leaves my lungs. Panic filling my oxygen-depleted mind. He tore the material and rubbed my pussy hard before letting go of me altogether. I gulp at the air. Finding it difficult to breathe through the bandage wrapping my head. Stars dancing in my. 'I wasn't at all sure what to say. During the coming week I spoke to my wife several times and she never once mentioned what had happened. Just acted as if everything was normal. I asked her if she wanted to go out again this coming Saturday but told me she couldn't. Her friend's wedding was that day. Before long the weekend was here. After I got home on Friday evening I ran into Jerome again. He was going out tonight asking if I wanted to join him. As usual I passed spending my night watching. He was lost in it all and felt his excitement level build with every touch, as she focused everything on his pleasure. He felt her breath, hot against his skin raising a chill as it passed. His hands stroked gently against her thighs, brushing along her hips and up the sides of her body. She took his hands and pulled him to sit with her as her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He pushed the blindfold from his eyes to fall to his pillow, blinked to.