“You’re so beautiful” I whispered.“It runs in the family” my mother said with a wink.She bent over and kissed me gently. Then I felt her tou...ch my wet pussy, I arched my back in the pleasure my mother was giving me.“Did that feel good sweet heart?” she whispered to me.I nodded hastily and to my delight she did it again. But this time her fingers probed past my vagina’s lips. I squirmed in pleasure; then a thought crossed my mind. I should be doing something to my mom since she was doing. ’ A pause… ‘I want you to do something for me’ ‘Yes?’ ‘We’ve been talking about fantasies now for weeks. But you know, you being you, have never really told me something you would really like to do. You’ve hinted around it, but not really. ‘Oh… So what are you asking?’ ‘Yeah… Well, write me a story. Better yet, paint me a picture. With words.’ I had to smile at this one. She was the one person in my life that honed in on my right-brained tendencies and was uniquely able to get me to talk and. How do I do it? No idea. It came to me after my wife left me, in one of my darkest times. I decided to see if I could seduce someone with just words, with no physical touch at all, and I tried it in a bar one night. I was amazed when not one, but two women shared my bed that night. I've only done it three times since then, and unfortunately, Eric got to witness it once."Cathy and Tory came in, and I stood as they approached the table, seating them before I returned to my breakfast."Mah, mah, Ah. I broke my vow of chastity and..."Before he could finish, the woman interrupted. "You broke more than your vow of chastity, from what I hear. If I was a Catholic, I'd be thinking of leaving the church. You need to be horsewhipped. Do you have any defense for what you did?" Well, Mrs. Crisp? I guess I don't. Not really. But it was your fault almost as much as mine. You really started it."What do you mean my fault? That's ridiculous!" But, if she hadn't seen and heard you and your husband the.