sons. Like Barbara, Cheryl had divorced her husband when her son was an infant.
Barbara liked Cheryl. The redhead was an attractive woman with big tits and a cynical attitude towards life. She seemed to be a woman who knew the score.
Barbara was happy she'd found a woman at the resort congenial enough to talk to. She and Clay had come up here for the sports and fishing, things that Clay liked to do. Now at least she had Cheryl to keep her company.
She's like strawberries, Barbara thought.
She was intrigued by Cheryl's body. The redhead's fat nipples showed through the material of her bikini top. She had wide hips and nice legs. Her face was a bit hard looking, but Barbara found that attractive.
Then Barbara chided herself. Cheryl was another woman with a teenaged son. It was silly to start thinking about her as anything clue. She and Clay had to be careful here at the resort. She didn't want any trouble with other people.
They continued chaffing about their lives. Cheryl pointed out that the boys were very much alike. 'And so are we.'
Barbara nodded. 'Yes, I guess so. We're drinking the same drink and almost wearing the same bikini. When I bought this one, I thought I wouldn't find anyone else wearing it.'
'I don't mean like that. I mean we're more alike in other ways.'
'Like what?'
'I don't know if I should tell you.'
Barbara looked at her and. chuckled. 'Now you're teasing me.'
Cheryl smirked. 'Not really. Anyway, I'm taking a chance talking about it, but I think I'm right.'
Barbara showed her exasperation. 'If you're not talking, I'm going into the water.'
'You make it with Clay, don't you?'
Barbara was stunned. She remembered how Alice had guessed almost a year ago. But this wasn't Alice, this was a relative stranger. It couldn't be that obvious. She had to play dumb.
'Make it? Make what? We make dinner together sometimes, because I'm a lousy cook.'
Cheryl smiled. 'Listen, I wouldn't say anything like that just off the top of my head. It's true, isn't it? I know it's true because that's the way it is with me and Brad. Do you understand me now?'
Barbara looked away. 'I don't know what
to say.'
'Just say whatever you want.'
'It's upsetting. I mean it's terrible that it's so obvious.'
Cheryl chuckled. 'Honey, it's obvious tome only because I'm doing the same thing. No one else sees it. Believe me, they don't.'
Cheryl continued to reassure her, and Barbara gradually relaxed. How astonishing it was to meet another woman in the same situation! Once again, Barbara found it remarkable how much the two of them had in common. The two boys had become friendly with each other and they were spending more and more time together.
Cheryl continued talking, continued making Barbara feel comfortable about her knowledge of things. Their secret knowledge. Barbara now knew about Cheryl and Brad.
Cheryl talked freely about her problems, about how for years she'd been terrified people would find out.
Barbara told herself at least she wasn't the only woman in the world who was fucking her own son. Alice had assured her there were others, but this was the first time she'd ever met one. It was nice to have company.
Barbara and Cheryl continued talking about
it. Now they had a new intimacy between them. Before long, Cheryl revealed that she and Brad had often made it with other people in group fucks.
'Us, too,' Barbara said. 'Really?'
'That's right.'
Cheryl smiled. 'Now, isn't that ducky?'
So there it was. After that it didn't take long. A few days later, the four of them were together at dinner, and it was understood that afterward they would have their little party.
Barbara was excited at the prospect. First was the fact that both Brad and his mother turned her on, and second was the idea that here was another couple just like her and Clay. Both boys were eighteen. The four of them had so much in common.
She and Clay hadn't had a good party in some time. Barbara was afraid to have any parties of her own. She had to depend on Alice, and Alice wasn't always available. Barbara hadn't expected anything like this to happen at the resort, and the surprise was welcome.
Barbara looked at Brad now. She thought about fucking him. When their eyes met, she could tell he was thinking the same thing about her. How amusing it was. Her pussy was already
wet. She was still as horny as ever when she faced a new sexual encounter.
Brad was cute. At eighteen, they were all adorable. And she also looked forward to getting close to Cheryl. She found the redhead appealing and sexy. Very sexy. Cheryl's tits turned her on. She wondered what Cheryl liked in bed. She wondered what Cheryl did with Brad when they were together. She couldn't wait for the dinner to end.
Patience, Barbara, thought. Have a little patience.
Finally, an hour later, they were all back at the resort in the Dyson cabin.
The four of them danced to the radio, not paired off, just groaning to the music together. As Barbara had suspected, Cheryl was a very hot chick. Or maybe the redhead had too much to drink. They'd been drinking whiskey sours, and Barbara was feeling the liquor now.
It was Cheryl who started things. After a while, she untied her halter-top and bared her tits. Her big pink- nippled tits, bounced around as she continued dancing.
Barbara was turned on. What gorgeous tits the redhead had! Big hangers, the nipples sticking out and just begging to be sucked. Barbara could tell that Cheryl was a true redhead. She
had the coloring, the sprinkling of freckles on her chest.
Then Brad moved towards his mother to dance with her. Instead of taking her arms, he took hold of her big tits. He lifted his mother's tits in his hands as they danced to the music. Barbara thought it was the most erotic sight she'd ever seen.
But the dancing didn't last too long. Cheryl suddenly dropped down to her knees and fiddled with her son's fly. In a moment, she had his cock out. She jerked his prick with her fingers. She licked his cock-knob, then took it in her mouth to suck on it. She sucked lustily on Brad's prick while Barbara and Clay watched them.
Barbara's excitement was intense. She moved closer to Clay, and he slipped his arm around her waist. She couldn't wait to play with Cheryl's big tits. And maybe Cheryl would play with hers. Barbara suspected Cheryl would be as hot with another woman, as she was with her son.
Now Cheryl dropped Brad's cock out of her mouth and looked at Clay and Barbara.
The redhead smiled at them. 'I want some of his, too.'
She beckoned to Clay, and he grinned and moved towards her. She quickly had his fly
open, his cock dangling out of his pants. She fussed over him. She made a mewling sound as she sucked his fat prick-knob inside her mouth.
Brad's cock was still out of his pants. Barbara saw that Clay had a bigger prick. Barbara moved to Brad and took his cock in her hand.
'I've been waiting for days to do this,' Barbara said.
Brad smiled at her. 'Me, too.'
She fondled his cock. Then she wanted his balls out his ball-bag. His hand moved around to stroke her ass.
'You're a knock-out,' he rasped.
'Your mother is, too.'
'Yeah, I guess she is'
Suddenly Cheryl finished blowing Clay, and she said it was Barbara's turn to get sucked. 'Unless you're bashful. If you're bashful, I won't do it.'
Barbara blushed, 'I'm not bashful.' She raised her skirt. She had a bare pussy, nothing under the skirt but her
