” “I think it means ‘mother I’d like to fuck.'” “Yes. Mmmm… would you like to fuck me?” There was a husky, vibrantly beckoning edge ...to her voice. Her sudden directness took Greg by surprise. Bereft of speech, he could only nod. “Well, then…” She rose to her feet, holding out a hand. * In the bedroom she knelt in front of him, untied the belt of the dressing gown,opened it, and pushed him down so that he lay across the bed with his hips level with the edge. At the same time, she pushed. ”Craig looks at me and Becky and says, “Mind if I ask you a question?”I say go ahead…“Remember I told you my wife and swing on occasion?”“yes”“Well if Becky agrees and my Wife agrees would you be interested in joining us one of the evenings you are back home on leave the next time?”I look at Becky and she looks at me….Craig adds in, “This is not a ploy for me to get into Becky’s pants…My wife has been very interested in Becky since she met her and has asked me several times to see if I could. I knew what she had meant, of course, but it was still weird hearing things like that from your own mom.“Which position you want to try, dummy?” she said, waving her hands in feigned frustration.I eyes got big and I bit my lip. “Uh... I don’t know...” I stuttered.“Okay,” mom said and shrugged. She got up and then said: “Move behind me,” and leaned over.I did as she had said and moved closer, watching carefully where my legs should be going. I sorted them out and attempted a penetration. One of. And he did look cute when he was Frances - Frannie. Soinevitably, we decided that we'd wash his clothes. We? I mean that hewould. He had a shirt, shorts, pants and grey socks, and item by item,I made him wash them out in a bowl full of warm water and ArielBiological. The filth that came out was extraordinary. Then he rinsedthem out, and together we wrung the water out. Then, we hug them out ofa window to dry.Inevitably, of course, Mum came home from shopping while Frances and Iwere sitting in.