Ask about the men.

"So, no man has been in your pussy, but where have they been?"

"Barry!" she exclaimed, blushing.

"I am not going to judge you," he said. "Honesly, hearing about your sex life is turning me on. Until recently you were just my mom...and as far as I knew had only had sex three times."

"You really want to know this?"

"I do."

His mom looked away for a minute. When she looked back her face was flush and he couldn't tell if she was embarrassed or excited to be telling this. What he did know was that it was making him rock hard.

"When we first got married, I got a job at Bad Kitty to help pay bills," she told him.

"The strip club!?" Barry exclaimed. He'd gone there several times with his friends. He couldn't inagine his mother having ever worked there.

"Yes, I've been dancing there for years," she said. "Although back then I had to take a lot of time off because I had three kids very early in my career. These days I don't dance that often, usually only when they're having a fetish MILF night or something."

"Does dad know?"

"Yes, it was his idea actually," she told him. "When I first started it used to turn him on to cum watch me rubbing on strange men. And it was his idea to bring other men over."

"Dad is bi?" Barry exclaimed.

"No, its not like that," his mother said. "Your dad...are you sure you want to hear all of this?"

"Please," Barry said.

"Your dad has always had erectile problems," she said, then looked down at his crotch and smiled. "Which I see you did not inherit. When we first got married, the only way he could get it up was to be cuckold. At first watching me dance was enough, but then he needed more. So we started inviting guys we liked at the club over. He never joined in, he just sat in the corner and watched. As soon as the guy finished, he left and your father would fuck me. They never put their cocks in my pussy. If not for those guys, you and your brother and sister wouldn't be here.

"So we're talking handjobs?"

"Among other things."