"I guess by my blank expression and wide eyed curiosity she took that as ayes. She went up and put a thick blindfold over his eyes without saying awor...d."Go ahead", she whispered, "Sit on the bed next to him."I did, never taking my eyes off that huge cock. Shelley came up behind me andmotioned for me to touch it. So I took my hand and gently touched the tip ofit. It felt pretty much like mine did, but it also reacted to the attentionby twitching. "Did you like that?" Shelley asked. Rick and I. "mhmm..." I said as my mind checked out in the midst of hand to dick proximity.She gently squeezed my thigh and to my surprise moved her hand snugly under my scrotum and gave me a squeeze. Looking up to me she said, " Do you feel alive?" Very". I said. My cock was a pulsing mass of lust and confusion with the warmth of my mother's hand at its base. Without a moments hesitation I felt her hand let go of my upper thigh and slip down under the waistband of my shorts to grab my rigid cock."Of. You liked dressing provocatively. You, as was the fashion, had many revealing clothes. One summer there was a game people played at work. A single guy would take a married woman on a lunch date. You went with an attractive man and had a great time. I asked you a lot of questions and you told me about him. This led to some semi innocent bed talk. While we were having sex Id whisper in your ear would you like to fuck him? As repayment for the lunch we invited him to dinner at our place. You wore. Eventually he wandered over and sat down next to Christine, smelling like stale beer, eyes barely focused. "Do you like my wife?" he asked the man. With embarrassment Christine realized her husband was talking in a fake Chinese accent. "Very pretty, yes," the man said politely. "See," her husband continued, "I always thought it would be a cool experiment to see a real Asian guy if he would like my wife." "She seems very pretty," the man said, "and now I think it's time for me to go home." "Fuck.