She recognized the naked outline of her son. SHe peeked out the door to see him wiping himself off with a wash cloth, rubbing the semen from the side ...of his shaft.“Come here, sweetheart. Let mama help you.”She didn’t have to ask twice. He right beside her in the shower before she could blink. He squeezed her hips and pulled her close She looked in his eyes and he leaned down toward her. He kissed her lips and pulled her closer, gently. She felt his big hands on her body and it made her want to. Her evil smile was all I could concentrate on as he begged her to let this man fuck his wife, watching as I opened my mouth to suck him deeper. She had him begging this man to take me, knowing it really was his wife, and knowing I was trapped. Either I let this man take me while I sucked my own husband, or I spoke up and exposed myself even more than standing naked but for my mask and heels.She had him begging me to get fucked. Pleading me to suck him as I'm taken from behind for her perverse. She was a little reticent but then agreed and gave me the address. The flat was only a few streets away and I was there at 10.25 or so. I rang the bell and Louise answered and quickly ushered me into the kitchen. She told me a client had just turned up so we would have to wait until he had finished. Louise made me a cup of tea but it was odd sitting in the kitchen drinking it whilst I could hear a guy fucking the escort in the room next door. I could hear him speed up and then groan as he came.. Kevin had been living away from Indiana in Nashville where he managed a Cracker Barrel. I called up our parents to find out what was going on. They said they had met Kevin's wife to be, Daisy Lyn Hallowell, and she was a very nice young lady. I called Kevin up to "congratulate" him and to chew his ass about not phoning me with the news. I made arrangements to go down to Nashville a few days before the wedding. I would stay in my brother's spare bedroom in his apartment, since he and his future.