It feels nice. The breeze ruffles her short, dark hair. I watch her mouth move and focus on her vibrant red lipstick, trying hard to come up with a v...alid reason for being so spaced out without actually telling her the truth. “Too much to drink?” I suggest, even though I’ve barely touched a drop since Lucas helped himself to my beer. She smiles and lifts our joined hands above her head, doing a little shimmy move which I’m sure is designed to distract me from the fact that she’s now wedging. Charlie works for an IT company and despite his easy going nature he is apparently a killer project manager and so is in real demand. In fact I know that he's good at his job, we met when he was installing a new computer system in the city libraries but that's another story.So of course the weekend of Denise's wedding Charlie just had to be going 'live'. I sat and listened to his explanation, which was an honest and good one, and none to quietly cursed him for how he'd ruined my plans.Of course. I’d whore myself out as well as my slut daughter to make up the money.It would be such a shame once I refilled our savings. Part of me didn’t want to give up my young lovers. But I wasn’t a slut like my daughter. I was just doing this to fix my mistake. If my husband found out... He would throw me out. He would never understand.“No more stalling, Mom,” Faizel called, his voice so demanding. “Let me see.”I shivered and nodded. I stepped out, my breasts jiggling in my bra, to face my son waiting. "Take a look at his ass." I can't see anything with that shirt on. Strip it off!"Erin did not wait to ask him to remove it she lifted it over his head before he could realize what was happening. "Mom! What are you doing?" Just having a little fun. Now take it off or else."Kurt not wanting to fight with his drunk mom resigned himself to stripping off his shirt in front of his Mom's friend.Erin turned to Sarah and repeated herself. "Take a look at that ass."She then turned him around again so.