Now we've kissed before, at parties and such, but it's always stopped there. This time I moved my hand up between us and cupped one of her plump tits...."Naughty, naughty," she said drunkenly, waving a finger at me, but she didn't stop me.We kissed again, this time with more passion. After a few minutes like this, I moved my hand down under her short skirt."Oh no, that's too naughty," she slurred."Open up for me," I whispered into her ear.My hand was at the top of her thighs and I was trying to. I grabbed the front of her trunks and pulled her toward me. She was ready to push away when she realized I was pulling her in for a kiss. She relaxed and kissed back. We were standing in water just below my chest. I had both hands on her back and I think she was actually floating a bit with her feet a couple of inches off the bottom. My hand had a mind of its own and made its way down to her butt. After I cupped it and felt it for a while, I slid it up to her lower back, just above her bathing. “Come here, Son, and do me a favor,” she commanded. Handing one pair to Dave, and holding her two hands together, outstretched in front of her body, she instructed him to cuff her hands together. He complied at once. I felt the electric charge of lust flow through my body. I had just seen my son handcuff his mother, who looked like she was about a minute away from orgasm.Once she was cuffed, she reached forward and grabbed hold of Dave’s rock hard cock and pulled him close to her. “Now, give. I noticed a bar was even at same level from us, just there, across few yards.I told Ana we would not go out that evening; but, surprisingly, she just giggled and gave me an evil grin, as she started to get undressed there, in front of me… and in front of the large widow.Ana looked at me, her back to the windows, whispering she knew that the curtains were fully open...I smiled at her, watching as her long sexy dress was now loose and falling down to her ankles. Anita just stood there, wearing.