I only met him once. A short, nondescript kind of guy who wore an NRA baseball cap on a dome-like, prematurely balding head. For most of the evening h...e lectured on the second amendment and told jokes about reinforced concrete. I knew Lena through my wife Eve, a friend of her best friend from school. This is the inconvenient part. I have no qualms about taking another man’s wife to bed, especially if he decides to absent himself from his own. Casual fooling about with my wife’s friends is. I tried raising the topic of sex but she was like “what sex, we were just here for sight seeing”. I don’t remember clearly but I woke up after 1hour. Thought of Zen’s boobs were driving me crazy. I crawled off my bed. Took a beer out of fridge and sat on floor next to Zen’s bed. I started feeling her. Planned that if she wakes up, I will tell her that I was feeling little horny. I was quite sure that she will push me off but won’t be mad. She was wearing a salwar that she was wearing during. I eye our captain from head to toe appreciating his beautiful body in his swim suit and tan skin. I notice he has been watching us in his rear view mirror as he was driving the boat. So I pull Jessica to me and give her a deep french kiss and caress her curvy, sensuous body and large, firm breasts. I decide to have a little fun and begin taking off my swim suit while looking Sebastian in the eye mischievously and smiling. His eyes are drawn to my large, heavy breasts with small pink nipples. Her eyes were focused on me and they were filled with tears. I looked back at my plate and she continued, “No son should have to see his mommy the way you have. Can you ever forgive me?”I wondered if she was talking about forgiving her for being drunk, or gang fucked, or naked. Either way, she was my mother so I forgave her.“Thank you. Now one more thing, neither of us wants to hurt your daddy so he won’t hear anything about my getting drunk.” I agreed. She went on, “Or anything else that.