“Why wouldn’t it be?”“I saw the mess in the kitchen and thought perhaps you were ill or something,” my father said.“Hector and I had a lat...e lunch. I wanted a shower and decided to leave the dishes for later,” said Mom.“Oh, I see. Where is Hector anyway? I didn’t see him downstairs.”Mom thrust her ass back against me, taking my full length of cock into her pussy again.“I’m sure he’s around here somewhere.”“Okay, I’m going to get changed and go check the news.”Before he could move past hearing. Susan waved and William did a double take when he saw our son. He walked across the lawn and soon figured out the relationship between his two new friends - mother and son.Susan, as usual was wearing a short, Indian cotton sundress and of course had absolutely nothing on under it.The sun was hot so they retired to the verandah and Susan brought out drinks -- beer for William and our son, and a vodka cooler for herself. William stayed for about an hour and had a second beer. Susan had a second. I didn't go out, didn't speak much and didn't make many friends. Ispent my free time alone, working out and thinking empty, circularthoughts, reliving memories best forgotten.God, I hated them back then, all those happy people: the loving couplessitting by candlelight in the restaurant, drinking wine and talkingquietly, the girl's hand resting softly in his... the friends whoflooded the club and danced with abandon and touched each other andsweated and cried out to the music... and I worked. "I said, playfully, "What a shame that Sarah won't be available until Thursday. I guess we did come up with a good reason for me not to have to leave early!"Sandy grinned and batted at my arm, not saying anything.Soon we were back in my room, and I took Sandy in my arms, hugging her and holding her close. We didn't say much, but gently undressed each other and, after another hug, lay down together in the bed. I started running my hands up and down her body, and suddenly, she grabbed me and.