This incident occurred with me and my mom, as well as with her friend. That's what started it all. Mom has two friends, Nina and Larisa. They work together and have been friends for quite some time. This is how it happened. I came to my mom to work to get my term paper from there. Mom printed it to me because we don’t have a printer at home. I arrived almost at the very end of the working day, and my mother suggested that I wait for her to go home together. When we were about to leave, my girlfriends, Nina and Larisa, came up to her mother. It turned out that Nina had left her husband on a business trip and she invited Larisa and now invited my mom to visit her. Mom refused, said that her son waited for an hour and a half and now he turns out to be wasting time in vain, in general, did not agree. So they argued, although I saw that my mother wants to go to visit, and I have already decided to say that everything is fine and my mother can go to her friend, suddenly Larisa said. Why don't we take Pavlik with us? Nina also did not mind and we all went to Nina's home. Moreover, the debt did not plan to sit up. Nina lives in a larger three-room apartment, in a newly built house, her husband is a solid businessman. So mom told me.

We came to visit her at eight o'clock in the evening. While Nina fussed about preparing dinner Larisa helped her, my mother and I watched TV. I am a small lover staring at the TV screen, but at Nina's house there was an elegant home theater in one of the rooms, there is something to see. Soon dinner was ready and the four of us sat down at the table. Honestly, I honored myself not at ease, it seemed to me that I was too much and disturbed them.

Women drank some kind of expensive cognac, and I really are not cheap beer either. Gradually the women got drunk. And it became clear to me that the evening was dragging on. Following the first appeared the second bottle. The party lasted up to twelve. It was clear that we were going to get home already. I said this to my mother, but she said that we would take a taxi. I drank a lot of beer and wanted to go to the toilet. But the hostess went to the toilet first, Nina. Went and disappeared. Larisa got worried and went to the toilet too. Soon my mother and I heard her voice. She called us. As it turned out, the door to the toilet was closed on the latch and Nina apparently fell asleep there. We even heard her snoring. We started to call her and knock on the door. To wake up a woman who had drunk strongly was simply unrealistic. She apparently did not hear our knocks or screams. The situation was aggravated by the fact that I, and mom and Larisa, really wanted to go to the toilet. They were very drunk and therefore did not hesitate to tell me that they would piss off.

Suddenly, Mom rushed to the front door. I realized that she decided to pee in the front. But she could not do this either! The door was locked but the keys were nowhere to be seen. Mom almost cried! We began to look for keys but could not find them. Well, everything said mom, now I piss. I also said Larissa. Yes, and that there must be no secret, I myself hardly restrained myself not to write about it. Then I remembered the bathroom and announced my guess. After all, the bathroom could be perfectly pee. But we were waiting for a new blow, the bathroom in this apartment was combined! The bath was just as inaccessible as the toilet! My mother and I stood in complete confusion, but Larissa disappeared somewhere. Mom almost cried. I could barely endure it. Suddenly, Larisa appeared. She stood on the threshold of the very room where the home theater stood. Come here she said. We approached, and I saw that my mother clamps her crotch. I think we all want one now, - said Larissa, namely in the toilet, am I right? Of course she was right! My mother and I looked at her inquiringly ... Since this is how I have this sentence. She pulled a pause. We were silent. Well, what - could not stand the mother. There is no other way, - said Larissa. Therefore, well, what? Girls left boys on the right? And she looked at us inquiringly.

Right here? asked mom. Well, where else. Understand if you're a puddle pussy it will still be on the floor, so what's the point of drenching clothes? This argument was quite enough and mom and Larisa rushed to one corner and I to another. The room was rather dark, but I still noticed against the window how two women lifted their skirts and heard a deafening whistle a couple of seconds later. I even forgot my own desire for a moment. Then we left the room and my mother and Larisa smiled stupidly. Then the mistress finally crawled out, my mother called a taxi and we left. Larisa stayed. I do not know how she explained to her about the puddles in the room. Mother did not tell and I did not ask.