How does she handle it?

(Note, I changed the age of Claire's children in the first chapter to fit this part of the story)

They left the restaurant, walked to their car. Sam and Eric shook hands, Silvia gave her a passionate kiss and Claire looked at her "Thank you for choosing me?" Why did she say that? She should be pissed that she chose her!

"It was my pleasure."

They got into their cars and headed home. Her mind was swirling with the memories of tonight. She had never felt so alive, so sexy, so wanted. She knew what she did was not of her own accord, but she didn't care, it was amazing. How many cocks had she sucked? How much cum had she swallowed? Before tonight she had been with 4 men. Was it 12 now? 13? She honestly didn't know.

They walked in and headed to bed, she was exhausted. Sam was in bed, in his boxers, watching as she stripped down. "You were stunning tonight. I was so proud to watch you bring so much joy to so many. I couldn't believe my sexy wife was able to do that."

Wow, not only was he not mad, he was proud of her. She stood naked in front of his, his cock was hard. She crawled on the bed, pulled out his cock and sucked on it. They fucked like they never have before. She came twice before he was ready.

She looked at him, fucking her while he watched her tits flop around "Please Sam, I want you to cum in my mouth. I need to swallow you load." He did not hesitate. He pulled out of his wife, knelt beside her and played with her tits while she sucked his load out of her. She didn't miss a drop, swallowing it all.

They cuddle up and fell asleep.

In the morning, he was up early, dressed and ready for golf as she woke up. "Sorry honey, I have an early tea time. I'll be home this afternoon." He leaned down, kissed her and copped a feel while he could. She smiled up at him "ok, I'll see you later. Love you."

"Love you too." he left and she finally got up and headed to the shower. Once again, alone with her thoughts about last night. Why wasn't she bothered by this. All she felt when she thought about the show she and Silvia had put on was arousal. Then it hit her like a bolt of lighting. "Oh God! I have to do that again, with Erin!"

She got out of the shower. How could she do this. She was going to invite Erin, her 18 year old daughter, to dinner with her boyfriend, Todd. She shouldn't do it, but deep down she knew she would. She also knew she wanted to. How was this possible.

She had Erin when she was 20. Her and Sam had been together for 2 years. They planned on marrying, but not yet. When she got pregnant, they had a rushed wedding. But no regrets. Erin was a blessing and they were a happy family. Erin took mostly from Sam's side of the family. She is shorter then her mom, at 5'4". She has long blond hair, down to the middle of her back. She is drop dead gorgeous. She has a gymnast body, except she has very large breasts. They came in when she was 14 and have only kept growing. Claire shops with her for bras, so she knows her daughter wears a 34E cup. They've discussed the possibilities of breast reduction. Her doctor says her back is ok right now, and if she maintains a good exercise regime, she can avoid surgery, but with women like her, it is sometimes the best way to avoid injury. The doctor suggested waiting a few years before deciding.

Claire sat in her kitchen, drinking coffee. Her son, Tyler was away for 4 weeks at a camp with 3 of his friends. Erin walked into the kitchen, wearing an oversized button down shirt, top 3 buttons undone, showing a bit of cleavage. Claire shook her head, images of sucking on her daughters tit popping into her head.

"Morning mom. How was dinner?"

"It was incredible. Never experienced anything like it."

"Wow, that's great."

"As a matter of fact, we were able to get a reservation for next Saturday. Your dad I were thinking that maybe you and Todd would like to join us?"

"Really? That sounds great. I'll ask him.

Erin and Todd have been dating for about a year. He's 20, but treats her right and Erin does seem to love him. He is in college and comes from money, but does not act like a rich ass hole. God, how would he react to watching his girlfriend and her mother fuck each other and a bunch of men. God dammit, she was wet thinking about it.

Erin went out for the day, leaving Claire alone. She was confused. She needed to talk to someone. She drove to Silvia's.

Silvia was home, in the back yard, sunbathing. Claire was wearing a simple sun dress. "I don't know what to make of this."

"Don't make anything of it. Last night was amazing, you were amazing."

"I know, but now I have to bring Erin?"

"Hey, I have to bring Eric's sister."

"It's not the same, you know that."

"Yeah. But how do you feel when you think about what you are going to do with Erin. Be honest."

She blushed. She looked at Silvia "Excited. Aroused. Fuck, I can't wait to kiss her. I want to know what her tits feel like. I'm a horrible person. I'm soaking wet thinking about my daughter."

Silvia put on hand on her lap. "Erin is a gorgeous and sexy woman. It's only natural. So just go with your feelings."

"I'm so confused."

Silvia leaned in and kissed her, moving her dress up, her hand between her thighs. "Let me help you get your mind off it."

20 min later they were in her bed, naked, scissoring and kissing.

Eric walked in, smiled at the women "Room for one more." He stripped and joined them. Claire didn't hesitate taking his hard cock in her mouth.

Silvia was right, this was not a problem. She rode Eric's cock while Silvia sucked on her tits and she couldn't wait until she did this with Erin.

The rest of the week was **** for her, waiting until Saturday. She fucked her husband every night, even went back to Eric and Silvia for another threesome on Thursday night.

Saturday finally came around. She took Erin dress shopping, both of them getting something new to wear tonight.