I wanted to reach up to her but decided to play innocent and stay quiet waiting for her to make the next move. She told myself and Catherine to get t...o bed and get out of her sight finishing of her drink. I sprung up clutching my shorts to my body and sprinted to my room throwing myself onto my bed and under the sheets. A minute or so later I heard the bathroom door close as Catherine used the toilet before jumping onto the bed beside me. ‘what the hell happened back there’ she asked. ‘I’ve. My hands loosen from yours and I withdrawal my mouth from you and I press my body on top of you. I press my chest on yours feeling your hardening nipples press into me. I feel the heat rising from you as you feel my hardness press on you. As my hands find your neck, I run them through your hair as I nuzzle your neck and plant small kisses behind your ear. I hear your breathe draw deeply as I touch that secret spot between your neck and ear and knowing how sensitive it is, I linger for an extra. Of course, if he wants to lick, too, that's even better, but, yes, fucking in general." "Do you not know of the....ah, I do not know the right word...ah...thrill, of other things?" "LIke girls?" "It is always lesbians with you?" she asks exasperatedly. "Well, what else is there besides girls and boys?" Her devious smile returns. "There is the pleasure...of domination. Of being a sub. Have you heard of these terms before?" Yikes. I had. So not my scene, either. I had a guy slap my ass once and I. As I walked past the receptionist she looked right at my breasts. I’m large busted and the summer dress I was wearing was thin and lets them bounce around. It embarrassed me to think she noticed that I went into my son’s office with one on and now it’s off. Maybe she too thought of me as a slut.A few days after my last encounter with my son I got a call from my daughter-in-law with an invitation to come over for a Bar-B-Q. We all get together at least once a month. I accepted and started to.