We all had several more drinks and Bill made the comment on Teresa's dancing and how hot she looked on the dance floor. She said the alcohol relinquis...hed her inhibitions and she had a good time.As we were sitting there, apparently Bill and Jeff were at an advantage to see up my wife's dress. They whispered to each other, and I asked them what was up and they told me. Teresa smiled, and I asked if they liked what they saw, the smiled and both were like "Hell Yes". Scott commented how it was not. She looked at herself. She'd gotten a tan from a beach trip with Eric weeks ago, and the stark tan-lines were barely visible through the shirt. She was muscular but stocky, and her C-cup breasts had always made her insecure growing up in a family of busty women. Biting her lip, she walked back to the couch. Early in their relationship, she'd admitted to Eric that she felt unattractive because all men liked skinny women with big boobs. He just smiled and said all women liked huge cocks and. Finding her voice again, she asked, ‘are there boyfriend rules?’ His grin was pure evil. Gone was the pouty boy. Now she wasn’t so sure she wanted to know what the boyfriend rules were. He dipped his head to brush his lips over hers. Movement to her right had her turning to catch Michael in the room hefting handfuls of what looked like sawdust on where she’d heaved. Embarrassment had her gasping and rushing out of the bathroom. ‘Oh, I can take care of that,’ she blurted. ‘Already got it,’ Mike. I turned around and noticed Jay's eyes had been on my ass. I was shocked, and sort of pleased at the same time. I just smiled at him and said, "What?"He said "Nothing Mom ... you have a nice ass ... that's all."That is when it started, the flirting; something had changed so quickly since that day I watched him get off, it was as if he had known I was watching and it had the same effect on him as it did me. Felt as if he was reading my mind. Could my son possibly want to fuck his mother? He.