3 comments/ 70478 views/ 22 favorites Kimberly - Her Husband's Story By: VictorBlum This is sort of a side story to the continuing series about the women that Willis meets in his accounting department. As happens with some of my characters, they begin to lead their own lives. Kimberly has become an incredibly erotic woman and her single story has developed a into full life story. This story occurs sometime after "Kimberly and her Son" and Kimberly and her Boss." * Robert said goodbye to his wife and hung up the phone. His chest and belly was covered with the cum he had shot from his throbbing cock as his wife had told him about the sex she had had with their son. They were both highly sexed and, after splitting up due to some infidelity, they had decided that they would rather stay together and just have a more open relationship. Their agreement was not written but seemed to be understood that sex outside their marriage was ok only when they were apart and always one-nighters; no long-term lovers. If Kimberly took their son as a lover, it would probably break that concept, but it did not worry Robert. Nor did the concept of the incest that his wife and son were committing. Instead, it excited him incredibly, as it brought him back to some of his earliest sexual experiences...with his own mother. Years Ago: Robert and his brother Brian were fraternal twins and very much different. While Robert was tall, dark haired, and muscular, his brother Brian was tall, slender and blond. Robert was athletic and popular with no problem dating some of the best looking, and easy, girls in school. Brian was less gregarious, although a very talented trombone player in both band and jazz ensemble. He tended to be shy towards girls and had dated very little. When the boys were 17, their father's car skidded off a wet road and rolled over into some woods. Although he was wearing his seatbelt, a branch stabbed through his brachial artery and he bled out before any rescue workers could get to the scene. The whole family took it very hard but the boys were resilient and became stronger and closer through the ordeal. Their mother was a completely different story. Before her husband's death, Francis had been a vibrant woman, full of life and happiness. Although she looked like a trophy wife for her executive husband, she was not a dumb blond but a very intelligent woman who loved her husband and family. To her boys, she was a nurturing mother who helped with school work, supported their sports teams, and did not embarrass them too much. To her husband, she was the beautiful and properly lady to everyone else, but she was a sexy and ravenous woman in their bedroom. Francis was devastated by her husband's death, and retreated into steady existence of working during the day and drinking to dull the pain at night. Robert and Brian watched their mother struggle through her life now and did not know how to help her. About a week before their 18th birthday, Brian walked by his mother's bedroom and heard her muffed crying through the door. Wanting to make sure she was alright, he quietly opened the door and peeked inside her bedroom. With the door open only a crack her could see her reflected in the mirror as she lay there in her nightgown on the bed. She never saw him looking in as he stared at her body almost visible through the black lace of the nightgown. He could see up the smooth length of her legs to a very dark triangle below her stomach. The deep v neckline exposed the sides of her large breasts, mounded on her chest. Just then she rolled to the side to get another tissue and her left breast fell completely out, exposing the light brown areola and the wrinkled nipple in the center. Brian was almost 18, but still a virgin because he was so shy around girls. He had kissed a few girls from school and actually fingered one behind the stands during his brother's football game, but had not been past that. Seeing his own mother like that was turning him on and made his cock get hard, even as he felt sorry for the despair that made her cry. He closed the door quietly and went to his room, locking the door and jerking off to the mental picture of his mother's body. Later that night, Brian discussed his mother's crying with his brother; he did not mention how she turned him on. They agreed it was past time for her to stop this level of grieving. "What if we take her out for our birthday?" Robert proposed. "If we tell her we are taking her to Carlo's, she'll get dressed up." "Let's make it a formal dinner event," Brian replied, warming to the idea. "Encourage her to get her hair done and everything! We can wear our suits and you can drive." They spent over an hour on their plans and how to approach their mother with the idea. Francis was not receptive to the idea at first the boys insisted so much that she agreed to go out with them for their birthday. Once she had committed, she did start to like the idea and how they were fussing over her. The day came but when the boys came home from school their mother was already in her room. They dressed and waited, worried that she was going to back out. Finally, Robert went to her room and knocked on the door. "Mom," he said quietly. "Are you ready? It's almost time to go." "I'm almost ready," she answered. "Go downstairs and I'll be right down." He went down the stairs and shrugged his shoulders at his brother's questioning look. They heard Francis close her bedroom door and looked at the stairs. She elegantly floated down the stairs in a simple dark burgundy gown that seemed to cling to her body in some places while flowing gracefully out in others. The front of the gown opened outward like two lapels, exposing nearly a third of her breast-flesh while just barely covering the bra that supported her breasts. Dangling into her cleavage was a white gold chain from which hung a simple, small diamond pendant that reflected sparkles of light onto her pale skin. "Wow" was all Robert could say while Brian just gasped. Their mother had completely changed her demeanor for the evening, and the happy and loving mom they remember was back. They could both remember when she used to look this good on their father's arm. "So I gather you approve?" Francis asked her sons. "Mom, you look fantastic!" Brian exclaimed. "Yeah," Robert added. "Downright sex..." He stopped himself from calling his own mother sexy, although she could have read his mind as loud as the thought was inside. "Thank you, boys," she smiled at them. "Would you care to escort me out?" They each took one of her arms and guided her out the door and to the car. Dinner was very good and for the first hour their mother was animated and fun, laughing and enjoying herself. As the dessert came around, the boys noticed that she had been drinking the wine faster, and her smile was now just a bit forced. Wanting to get her home before she got too sloppy, they hurried through the dessert and paid the check, leaving quickly. Walking to the car, she was a bit unsteady and they directed her to the back seat. Brian was about to close her door and get in the front when his mother grabbed his hand and pulled. "Sit with me back here, she moaned. Brian looked to his brother who shrugged, then nodded yes, and Brain sat down in the back next to her. She leaned up against him and put her head on his chest. She relaxed against him and seemed to be asleep by the time Robert had the car moving. They were mostly silent as they drove home, and Brian was nearly intoxicated by the scent of his mother's perfume as they cruised down darkened streets. Robert had popped in one of his blues/rock tapes and the music seemed perfect. Brian looked down at his mother as they passed under a street light and in the flash saw her complete breast. Somehow one breast had fallen completely out of her bra and was hanging down on top of the other as she leaned onto him. In spite of himself, he stared at the exposed flesh, waiting as each street light helped him create the perfect view of her full breast in his mind. He was not the expert on breast size but it must a D cup at least, he thought to himself. His cock stirred in his pants and he reached down to adjust it, which disturbed his mother. She shifted lower and her head in his lap, the back of her hand pressing against his bulge as she rested her head in her own hand. Brian looked up at his brother in the mirror, his eyes wide in wonder, and Robert smiled at him and then adjusted the mirror so he could watch his mother better. Brian reached out and rested a hand on her hip, feeling the smooth fabric under his hand...and no panties! His mother was naked under the bottom of the gown! When Robert pulled the car into the driveway, he turned off the motor looked back at his brother. Poor Brian was staring down their mother's breast which was hanging out of her dress. Robert had handled the firm breasts of the girls he dated but his mother's tit was huge and soft, with a large areola and a big, stiff nipple. It was so different and sent a thrill down to his own crotch. When he shifted his gaze to his mother face lying on Brian's lap, he saw that her eyes were closed but she had a big smile on her red lips. "Mom," Brian said softly while he gently caressed some loose hair from her eyes. "We're home now." Francis opened her eyes and then levered herself up to look around. "Yes we are," she slurred. "I guess we need to go inside." Robert got out of the car and opened the door so she could get out. She turned and slid her legs out, then looked up at Robert. Taking the helping hand he offered her, she stood up and ended up very close to him. "Boys, this was the most wonderful evening I can remember since I don't know when." She leaned forward and kissed Robert on the lips. Although not an open mouth French kiss, she did press her soft lips hard against her son's as the kiss definitely lingered longer than a normal mother and son kiss. As their mother turned to walk to the house, Robert was a bit stunned and just stood and looked at her. Brian was just coming around the front of the front of the car when Francis suddenly yelped. Both boys saw their mother clinging to the bottom of the stair rail with her legs askew. Brian was the first to reach her and put his arm around her to steady her. "Are you okay, mom?" he quickly said, as her looked her over to see if she was hurt. "Yeah, I'm ok, she gasped. "It is so dark out here that I lost my step. I might also have had too much wine." She giggled a little at that last comment and wrapped her arm around Brian's waist as he stood next to her. "Let's get you inside, ok?" Robert directed from behind them. With Brian's arm around her shoulders and his mother's arm around his waist, she leaned her head into him as they moved up the several stairs to the front door. Brian was acutely aware of how her voluptuous body pressed against him while her full breasts were again almost completely visible to him down the neckline of her dress. Meanwhile Robert was enjoying the view from behind where her gown was sucked up between the cheeks of her ass highlighting how firm globes of ass-flesh moved and giggled when she walked. As they arrived at the front door, Robert moved forward and unlocked the door. They walked in and shut the door behind them, and then Francis turned and pressed her body against Brain in a big hug. "Um, mom?" Brian said. "Are you going to be ok?" His mother giggled against her son's chest and looked up at him. "Sure," she slurred. "I just need to go potty." She giggled again. Brian extracted himself from her hug and guided her to the powder room. Closing the door behind her, he turned towards his brother. "Dude," he whispered to his brother. "She is trashed!" "I know,' Robert hissed back. "But I think I know what her problem is now. "What?" "It isn't just that she misses dad. It's also that she isn't getting any. You know that she and dad used to make the bed squeak nearly every other night. She's horny." "So what does that have to do with tonight?" "You're such the innocent!" Robert chided his brother. "She's horny and climbing all over you. Take her up to her room and if the opportunity shows, give her what she wants." "But she's our mother! Are you crazy?" Brian replied nearly in a normal tone. "You hypocrite! I know you have been sniffing her panties from time to time. How else would they end up in the middle of your clothes in the laundry? You probably think about her all the time when jerking off. At least I only do sometimes." Brain's mouth was open and he was about to answer when the bathroom door opened and their mother stumbled out. Brian reached out to catch her and ended up with a hand wrapped around a breast. "Opps," she giggled. "Maybe I need to go upstairs. "Don't worry mom," Brain said soothingly. "I'll help you get there." He guided her up the stairs and into her dark bedroom. Leaving the door open so he could see, he walked her to the bed and sat her down on the side of the bed. He started to move away from her but she reached up and held him by the hips, stopping his motion. Francis looked up into his eyes as she shifted one hand from his hip and ran it over his crotch, feeling the swell of his erection throb under her fingers. She squeezed it softly. "It's ok you know," she purred. "I felt it growing in the car. I know this is wrong but right now I don't care." She continued to look up at his eyes as her hands unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down. Brian was still telling himself that he shouldn't let his mother do this...that she was too intoxicated and would hate herself when sober. Then her hand reached into his pants and he felt her cool fingers wrap around his thick cock as she pulled it out. "Oooh, look at you," she purred as she stroked his growing cock with a soft and delicate touch. Brian's cock took over thinking from his brain and he leaned back as his mother tugged his pants down to his knees. The soft light from the hallway shown on her face as she sat on the bed, stroking her son's cock in front of her face. When she brought the tip of his cock to her red lips, her tongue whipped out and ran across his pee slit causing him to moan. Francis moved his cock to the side licked all over her son's shaft with her lips and tongue, licking and kissing the entire length while she cupped his hairy balls with her other hand. A long moan of desire came from deep inside Brian and Francis smiled as she spread her lips wide filled her mouth with the swollen warmth his cock. He thrust his hips forward in automatic response "Oh fuck, mom!" Brain groaned loudly. His mother closed here eyes as she focused on how the cock tasted in her mouth. She opened her jaw even wider and worked to take that cock deeper into her mouth, letting her own drool wet her lips. Brian's leg felt weak and he rested his hand on her head to steady himself while his heart pounded in his chest. He could barely breath as he raised up on his toes. "I can't hold it...I'm gonna spurt!" He grunted. His first orgasm by blowjob was coming altogether too fast. She didn't stop but rather moved her hand to keep stroking his thick, throbbing shaft up and down while her wet lips kept closed around his swollen cockhead, sucking so hard her cheeks hollowed out. Bran pressed his hips forward and grunted in agony as his cock squirted bursts of creamy sperm into his mother's mouth. He felt her tongue flicking on his cock and the muscles in her throat squeezing as she swallowed his cum while her hand stroked the base of his shaft, milking more out of it. When his orgasm was over, Brian stood there completely spent, trying to catch his breath as the sweat soaked through is undershirt and dress shirt. Opening his eyes, he saw his mother smiling back at him as she backed away and let is cock fall from her lips. It left a trail of sperm in her lip that her talented tongue moved out and slurped into her mouth. He reached out and pulled her up to her feet in front of him. Their lips pressed against each other's, tongues quickly finding their counterparts as they danced within her wet mouth. Brian could taste his own cum in her mouth, but it did not gross him out. Her hands made their way up from his hips and under his shirt to caress the soft hairs of his chest. He in turn ran his hands down her body, feeling the soft curves of her mature figure beneath the cool silk of her dress. With his fingers, he began to pull up the fabric of her dress, gathering it above his hands until his fingers were caressing the incredibly soft skin of her behind. She felt Brian's hand on her ass and she groaned as her own hands clawed at his shirt. She ripped the dress shirt open and then broke the kiss long enough to pull it off his shoulders and the undershirt over his head. While they were apart, she pulled the gown up and over her head, throwing it aside. In the pale light of the hallway, he got his first view of his mother's body nearly naked. Her skin was pale and pink, with her platinum blond hair resting on her shoulders. The black lace bra was only a half cup, which explained why her breast fell out of her dress earlier. Her nipples were big and rigid in the center of each large areola. Lower down, her belly bulged slightly with middle-aged ripeness, while her waist gracefully flared down to her curvaceous hips. Her legs were thick and muscular but tapered gracefully down to her feet, still strapped into her high heels. Francis pushed him back until he fell onto her bed, lying on his back across the covers. She took a moment to pull his pants that had been around his knees completely off, along with his shoes. She then crawled onto the bed, her wonderfully mature body sliding above his, his eyes captivated by her heavy hanging breasts as they swayed down from the half-cup bra. When she was face to face with him she lowered her lips to his until they just touched. "I need your cock," she whispered so softly he could barely hear her. The wine on her breath assaulted his nose. "I need this now." She took his still thick cock in her hand and positioned herself so her hungry hole was right over his shaft. As her hands deftly directed the head of his manhood into the wet heat found between the swollen lips of her vagina, she kissed him deeply. Francis sucked on his tongue as she rubbed the head of his cock up and down to coat it well with her juice. Francis pushed down and back a little, taking it in and then pulling back only to push further down. As she worked it in and out, she was slowly coating more and more of his erection with her natural lubrication. "Goddd..." she hissed through her teeth as she adjusted herself to his size. He was about the same size as her husband, but it had been nearly a year since she had felt a cock like this inside her. While she slowly enveloped his cock within her, she was unaware that they had an audience Brian's twin brother Robert was out in the hall, watching his mother push her pussy down on his virgin brother's cock. His pants were on the floor and he had his hand wrapped around his cock as he observed the incredible scene. He knew his mother had a sexy body but to see it in motion was just too wild. When she finally felt the base of Brian's cock against her clit, she looked down at her son beneath her and smiled. Knowing that normal up and down thrusting would be too quick for the virgin boy, she used a rocking motion to gyrate her hips and stir his cock inside her pussy. Leaning down again, she brought her lips to his again to share another passionate kiss. This seemed to bring him back to life after passively lying there for a while. Brian began to roam his hands all over her soft body, touching her neck, her bare shoulders, down her back, squeezing her ass and even reaching down to her thighs. Turning his head to the side, he looked in the mirror and saw his mother's nude body on top of him like a porn movie. Then he looked back and saw her above him, her face crunched up in concentration as she focused on his cock deep inside her. Kimberly - Her Husband's Story Wanting to claim her prize completely, she levered herself up until she was sitting on his thighs. Reaching behind her back, she removed her bra and let her pendulous and heavy breasts hang loose. Brian's hands immediately found their way to her chest, cupping as much of her breast flesh in his hands as her could. As he gawked at her, his hands squeezed and played with the breasts that he once nursed from. His fingers found her big nipples and squeezed down on them, making her moan with desire. He tore his eyes away from her wonderful tits and journeyed further down her mature body, across her stomach budge and down to the area where their bodies joined. Instead of the natural thick thatch of pubic hair that he expected, her triangle was neatly trimmed around the edges and clearly shaved around her clit and pussy. In the dim light he had to concentrate to see folds of her fat pussy lips stretched around the thickness of his own cock as she slowly moved her body around. His mother knew exactly how to use him to please herself...but her teenaged son was new to this kind of experience. She fell into a rhythm of sliding up and down on his penis as her pussy worked its magic of squeezing and sucking the young shaft. Brian moved his hands back to her hips and began thrusting back at her. He grunted as he pushed her up, accelerating his pace quickly. Francis was aware he was heading to his second orgasm as quickly as his first. "No baby," she cooed. "Slow down...I'm not ready yet." But it did little to penetrate the sexual fog her son was in. He rammed up hard and came within her, his sexual self-control as yet undeveloped. For the first time he felt his own cum squirt out his cock and into the depths of a womb. In this case, it was the womb he was born from 18 years ago. "NOOOO!!" she grunted as she felt him spew inside her. She was not close enough to her own orgasm. "WAIT FOR ME!!" She ground her hips against his pubic bone in a desperate attempt to trigger her own climax, her swollen pussy lips pressed hard against the base of his cock. She stopped and felt her son relax beneath her. "Sorry mom," he said lethargically. "You were too good...I couldn't stop." "That's ok baby," she lied. "It's your birthday." She was glad his eyes were closed and he could not see the tears of need and disappointment in her eyes. She was quite aware of the line she had crossed with her son and if she was going to do such a perverse thing, she should be better rewarded for it. She leaned down and kissed his forehead tenderly and then lifted herself up and pulled free of him. "You rest now," she said. "I'm going to wash up." "Sure mom," he said sleepily. She climbed off the bed and was headed to the bathroom when she saw some motion out in the hallway. She turned quickly and saw her other son standing in the shadows of the hallway, his pants on the floor and his cock standing out from his body. On his face, the panic of being caught was in his eyes but the smirk of knowing she was also caught was on his lips. "How long have you been watching?" his mother asked him. "Since you climbed on top," he answered, his eyes taking in her naked body up close. She moved closer to his and placed her hand under his shirt to caress his chest. His dark hair was coarser that his brothers, but his pecs and abs were firmer. "Did you like what you saw?" she asked with a devilishly sexy look in her eyes. Robert moved his face closer to hers. "Yes," he whispered into her ear. "I also saw that Brain finished before you. Can I be of assistance?" "Let's take this to your bedroom" she hissed. They hurried down the hall to his bedroom, Robert stripping off his shirt and leaving it in the hallway. Francis closed the door behind them. "Lie down on your back," she directed. "If you are the 'man' you think you are, you will know what to do." Robert lay down as he was told and his mother got on the bed and knelt to his side. Leaning forward, she brushed his already erect dick with her face, causing it to twitch and throb. When she opened her mouth and took in almost all of his thick cock, it felt wonderful. She was so obviously more talented than the girls he had been with in high school. As she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth, her throat muscles tightened and loosened around the head of his shaft while her tongue rubbed the underside. Then she pulled back up and started to slowly stroke his dick with her lips. She would do a number of slow languishing strokes of her mouth up and down his shaft, sucking it in and then sliding it out. Then would come fast strokes, using her lips only. Then she would stop and take a break before starting the cycle all over again. "Mom...I can't hold back," Robert groaned after a few minutes of her treatment. "I think I'm going to come . . ." She suddenly stopped and she sat up. "Not yet," she grinned. "You need to do something for me first." She moved herself up until her knees were on either side of his head. Before she lowered herself down, he had a complete view of her pussy as she paused above his face. Her lips were glossy with moisture, swollen and red from the sex she had just finished with his brother. His brother had obviously left his cum inside her and it was oozing out between her labia. The thought of eating his brother's cum was not pleasant, but this did not seem like the time to raise the issue. As she slowly lowered herself closer to his face, he felt the heat radiating from her hot cunt and thighs. When it was just close enough, Robert stuck out his tongue and ran it over those swollen labia. It tasted so sweet, so musky. "Do you like the taste?" she asked, knowing he would eat her now no matter what. "Yes, mom," he grunted out. "Good, then lick your mother's pussy," she ordered and lowered herself fully onto his face. At first he was tentative, worried about eating his brother's cum, but very quickly the sweet taste of his mother's juice and the musky scent of her sex stimulated him into more attentive licking. When he penetrated her lips and burrowed his tongue into her pussy, he found more of her sweet juice. The occasional strand of male semen was unpleasant in texture but the slightly salty taste was a delicious counterpoint to the rich female juice in his mouth. As he got more involved, he raised his hand to her ass to guide her body as he explored around her pussy to include her clit and even a little bit of her ass. Francis was enjoying every second of her son's attention as she writhed above him. In response to the astonishing skill of his tongue, she began to press her pussy onto his face, rubbing it back and forth in her excitement. Robert had not yet learned the signals of her orgasm yet but noticed that new juices were flowing out of her and guessed she was close. Her vocalization confirmed this. "Oh crap...oh Robert...oh yes... AHHHHHHH!" she yelled, her body convulsing over him as she finally had the orgasm that she had been wanting. Robert continued licking her as fresh juices oozed out until she had enough and fell to the side on the bed. "Shit boy," she gasped as she caught her breath. "I guess you are the man. If I had known maybe we'd have started this sooner." "Yeah...well now it's my turn" he answered. He rolled over and onto his knees, moving between her legs as she lay on her side. Her sweet ass was in perfect view as he straddled her lower leg and aimed his throbbing cock at her soaked pussy. His mother gasped at the thickness of his shaft, which was larger than his brother's. With the amount of juice in her he was able to enter her completely on the first insertion. When she felt his root hit against her opening she squealed and shuddered as a mini-orgasm shot through her body. "My word," she said breathlessly. "You are good. Now fuck me!" Robert delighted at how his mother had become so wanton. He began to pump his dick in and out of her warmth, feeling her vaginal muscles pulsate like fingers around his shaft. She groaned something about how great he felt inside her but it was lost in the pillow she half buried her face into. She actively started to push back against his thrusting, urging him on to increase the pace and the force of his fucking. Her earlier sex with Brian and the orgasm she had on Robert's face placed her at a higher excitement level and she started to feel that the next climax would be huge. Robert also felt an incredible cum approaching He had maintained an erection while watching his brother fuck her and while he had licked her to orgasm. Now it was his turn and he started to really pound his thick penis into her, causing slapping sounds as his thighs impacted the backside of her thigh. As he firmed his grip on her ass to get more leverage his finger pressed against her little asshole. She felt his finger against her wrinkled hole and in her hyper excited state it was all she needed to completely throw her over the edge. With her tits heaving on her chest, Francis pounded her ass back at her son, ramming his cock into her hole. All the factors of this coupling were coming to a head: the long dry spell, Brain leaving her without an orgasm, the size of Robert's dick, how it her G-spot every thrust, and the incestuous depravity of coupling with both of her sons on their birthday night. "It's coming...it's coming," his mother yelled. "Oh...Oh...my cunt...exploding...so much cock...Yes...YES ...FUUUCCCKK!!" She began to scream and wail as her body started to thrash about on the bed. His mother's vaginal walls quiver around his heaving cock and Robert forced his shaft yet deeper into the hungry, convulsing cunt, ramming the flared cockhead into the constricting softness that was so hot and so wet. His fingers dug into her flesh as he lunged towards his climax, her screams now totally unintelligible yet very loud. "Cumming!" he panted as he violently pulled her body against his. They shook powerfully together, pelvises surging in opposition to each other as her cunt squeezed down on his throbbing prick as the searing juice pumped from his distended cockhead. Francis's naked body arched as she her teeth clamped together in the midst of an orgasm so out of this world as to be the exquisitely sweet torture that Japanese call the little death. It left the mind devastated as it lay waste to every muscle in the body. The orgasm was just as powerful for Robert as the terrific release passion and lust took him to a similar place. His head buzzed and his seemed weak furious ardor of their coupling. Unable to stay upright, he slipped his still rigid cock from the precious grasp of her body and collapsed next to her on the bed, holding her as she shook and shuddered through the remainder of her orgasm. After Robert finally got his body under control, he moved away from his mother and looked at her. Francis's eyes were closed and plush body was glistening with perspiration but obviously completely drained, both physically and emotionally. Her breathing was soft and slow, like she was asleep. He slowly rose from his bed so as not to disturb her, and stepped off the bed. As he turned towards the door he saw his brother standing in the doorway, naked and smiling. "I heard the screams." Brain said softly with a grin. "I gather you did her too." "It seemed like the thing to do at the time," he answered. "What will she do in the morning is the next question. Right now I think I need to wash up." "You going to just leave her on your bed?" "I guess I'll cover her up," Robert said. "She can sleep there until morning and I'll sleep on the sofa." The next morning Francis started right where she had left off the night before. She had sex with the boys, individually and together, until they were all completely exhausted. They lived together like this through the rest of high school and one year of college at a nearby school. When Robert moved away to finish college in another state, Francis and Brian moved to a new town and lived together as husband and wife, frequently visited by her "brother." With the considerable money left from the life insurance and the good money Brains made as a graphic artist, Francis was able to afford the face lift, breast lift, tummy tuck, and gym membership it took to maintain her young looks so the age difference was not so apparent. Present Time Robert was hard again with these memories as he showered, and used the soap to masturbate until he shot again. He would have to restrain himself for the next few days; he wanted to have plenty of power when he got home to share his sexy wife with his son.