I sat and could not believe what had just happened. Anton also stood leaning on the sink and did not even remove his penis. My mother was sitting, and, as if nothing had happened, asked me to pour her some champagne. With shaking hands, I fulfilled the request.

“Relax, boys,” she laughed.

- But everyone understood that any woman or girl is ready for treason. Ready to be a whore. A good example, so to speak.

- Yes, Tanya, we understood everything. - Anton guiltily looked at me and smiled

Mom again wildly sexually dragged on a cigarette and, firing smoke, blissfully leaned back on the back of the sofa.

- Lesh, turn on the TV. What goes there now.

- Yes, mom, of course. - As if in a trance, I said.

Having decided that all this is unreal and this is some kind of connection, I said that I would go to sleep, and on cotton legs with a standing member, I went to my room.

- You also do not stay up long. - I threw over my shoulder.

- Agaa-aaa. - I heard my mother poluston. Apparently, Anton was not enough and he already kissed her mother's neck. How could this happen? What was going on in my mother's head at this moment? I was at a loss. Anyway. The morning is wiser than the evening. Lying on the bed, I again heard the quiet creaks of the sofa in the kitchen. There was nothing more to disassemble - the TV was quite loud.

I slept for a very long time and woke up from the kiss of my beloved.

- Wake up, sleepyhead. Already 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Wow! Here is a dream you had. - Oksana looked at my dick standing by a stake.

- Mmmm. I wish I could try it now. - purred my pussy.

“But we're already running late,” she sighed in frustration.

- Where are you late? - I started to dress.

- Your parents took theater tickets for the play N. I am so glad. - Oksana beamed with happiness. Indeed the play must be worthwhile.

- Did you get tickets for six?

- No, your dad is not going. He was urgently called to Nsk. So you and Anton will have to deal with us. By the way, did you sit for a long time yesterday?

- Not. Not really. Hour, probably.

I began to recall the passages of the previous night. Was it or did I have all this dream? But only from the thought that it was real, I started wildly. How does everything change with time. I remember as a child I perceived with hostility any inclinations towards my mother. Protected her. Terribly jealous. Now he imagined how her niece's boyfriend fucks her ... Hmm.

The apartment was a lot of confusion. Although there were still 3 hours left before the performance, all the women ran and fussed. Alena went home for a dress. Oksana decided to wear her mother's black skin-tight with translucent top. Mom also decided to wear black with a high neckline on the thigh and a deep neckline.

Charges continued until it stops. While the ladies were preening, Anton and I were watching TV. I noticed that he was kind of nervous and confused and was afraid to meet my eyes. Was it not a dream! I decided not to ask him anything and just let go of the situation.

Finally we arrived at the theater. Passed outerwear in the wardrobe, and I immediately noticed admiring glances peasant at my mother. We watched mostly men from 35 to 40. The older category simply burned their eyes Oksana.

The evening promised to be fun. We quickly found our places. It turned out that Oksana is sitting to my left. And on the right mom. There was an empty place around her, and a young girl, about 27, sat through it. The second bell rang, and a rather large man, about 37, sat down next to her mother. But mom did not let me get bored. She sat down, throwing her right leg and the lace of her stocking sweetly beckoned. My mother's neighbor did that, that her eyes and breasts gazed at her.His passion watched the play very enthusiastically, and his mother raised the dress higher and higher. Just a little bit - and you can see her black lace thong. It was impossible not to notice the riser of the peasant. He crawled on the chair, but did not decide on any specific actions. Mom continued to play with him, baring her, covering her beautiful, moderately full hips. How she loved sex! How she liked to realize that they want her.

Fortunately for man's companion, the bell rang and everyone wandered off to where. Since there were a lot of people, I quickly lost sight of all my people. And honestly - for the better. I wanted to reflect on everything that was happening and understand what happened to my mother after all. Because of what she turned into a wildly lustful female. Coming out of the closet, I headed straight for the buffet and from far away across the open back of Oksana saw the whole company. In the same place with them stood that the big fellow with his girlfriend. They were already drinking something, clinking joyfully. Approaching, I met them. It turns out that they were husband and wife - Sergey and Julia. They had some kind of business in the city, and on the whole they made a rather pleasant impression. Kind and open smiles, elegant clothes. Everything is clear and tasteful, not counting the periodic flashes in the eyes of Sergey when looking at my mother.

It so happened that in 15 minutes of intermission everyone drank 2 glasses of brandy each. But what can I say, the cognac was excellent. The mood was wonderful, and there was no desire to spoil it with another two hours of boring dullness.

- It seems to me alone, or the performance is not very?

“Probably one,” said Julia. When is the second call?

“Actually, I don’t really like it either,” Sergey supported me.

- Yes, and I do not really, - said Oksana.

Mom was already all burning, her chest heaved high, and her eyes were burning with a wild flame, but in a rather calm voice she said that the performance was really boring. In the end, all were on my side. In order not to miss the opportunity of a wonderful fun evening, I suggested that everyone go to a restaurant and everyone agreed in unison. While everyone was taking the outerwear, I called a taxi.

- Sergey, are you with us? - I turned to our new friends.

- Not. We will finish, dear? - answered for him Julia.

Sighing, Sergei shrugged and went with Julia to the hall. I just wore a jacket as Sergei ran up to me.

- I'll come. Where will you be? - he blurted out. I called him one nice restaurant, which, although it was quite expensive, but with excellent food, live music and a place to dance. - Of course, drive up. Will wait. Especially mom. - and I, winking at him, ran to the taxi, where everyone was waiting for me.

Arriving at the restaurant, we took an excellent table, which was not very far from the stage, but not too close. It so happened that my mother sat down on the edge, then I, Oksana, Anton and Alena. Mom's right side of the dress with a neckline was just visible to everyone in the restaurant. I roughly imagined what the end of the evening. Then there were the usual gatherings with laughter and toasts, like at home. People in the restaurant became more and more. I noticed that practically all the men in the hall are watching our table. Looking in the direction of my mother, I was stunned - her dress rode so high that even the garter stockings were visible, but she did not even notice it and spoke with enthusiasm. All already pretty drunk and heated up and started dancing. In fact, it was a lot of fun - the pleasantly exciting atmosphere of this place just sucked in on itself.

With the permission of Oksana, I invited a couple of girls to dance. Yes, and she did not get lost, and, having danced with Anton, and now she was squeezed by some bespectacled person. Mom is not just sitting. She dances beautifully, and rather hotly played tango with some old man. The party went to the fullest. New people sat at our table, got acquainted, drank with us, our table was like the epicenter of everything that was happening. Dancing a slow dance, I noticed that a long-haired boy of about 25 was sitting next to her mother, whispering something in her ear. Mom just beamed.The guy, without losing his time, puts his mother's hand on her leg and begins to climb the inside of her thigh, reaching the lace of her stockings.

Mom breathed more and deeper. Lights a cigarette, ...