In truth, I wanted her. I fucking wanted to have this woman stimulate me daily. Nightly. All the time. I wanted to bend her over the bed and fuck her ...until she was black and blue. I wanted her sex, and, yes, a part of me actually wanted her to control me. There, I said it. I wasn’t like that normally. I would give and take in relationships, but I always held my own as my own. No one was going to push me where I didn’t want to go. Drunks are like that. Control allows us access to the next. Both had white lace around all theedges."Right now Andrea put your undies on."I hesitated, this was it, no going back."Come on girl, knickers on, you have a lot to learn today."I pulled the knickers up under my towel. One thing most women will know,but forget due to that fact they wear soft lacy clothes every day. Is thatyou can feel the lace on your skin as they slip up your legs. When theywere up, I could even feel the lace around my legs as I moved. They wereso soft. The vest felt just as. "My god, you do need relief" She nodded at the twitch in my jeans with every pump of blood to it."I told you mom, haha. I hope you don't mind me asking but are you wearing anything under there" I asked, pointing to moms crotch."That's on a need to know basis young man" mom replied with a surprised smile at my boldness."OK, go to the bathroom, grab a tissue and get undressed." She instructed."I'll be waiting" she said with a joking wink and a giggle.I jumped up, and entered the bathroom. ‘I guess it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out where those two are going and what they’re gonna do!’ he said as he snickered. He was feeling no pain. He’d lost count of how many gin and tonics he’d downed that evening. Jon laughed with him, also feeling in a good mood after a few drinks. Barbara was the only one completely sober. Jerry looked at her wolfishly. ‘Too bad we can’t get you all liquored up and have our way with you again, Barbie! Remember that night Tony and I…’ ‘Jerry!.