It Started With a Great Friendship

I was 39 years old at the time, and I was having an affair with a friend. Because my husband started to travel a lot, and he also started to stop looking for me sexually, and we got into an argument, and he said that he didn't have another one, but I thought it was weird that he didn't look for me anymore. Talking to a friend of mine, she said that I should look for something outside the house, but I thought it was wrong to come and do it. And one day I was at my friend's house, in a cocktail party, and already on the effect of drinks, she introduced me to a guy, 40 years old, and he was captivating me (seducing me so to speak). By the effect of the drink and also by not having sex (as I said), I think I let myself go. When I noticed, I was in my friend's room, already being embraced, and heading to the BWC of her room, and I let him do what he wanted. My friend entered the BWC, when I was already sitting in the sink, legs open and with him between my legs making a delicious oral, and she just spoke: - I told everyone that you've gone for a ride... so you can't leave my room After that day, I would always go to her house, meet her friend (now my grandson?), or he would come here to the house when my husband was traveling. On a Thursday (27/10/07 to be exact), with my husband traveling, my "boyfriend" who had always praised my 19 year old daughter, flirted with me saying that my daughter was there looking at us, and knowing it was a lie, I even liked it. When we finished, he talked to me and told me that I was a shameless dog in bed (and it was not a lie), and that he wanted her. I thought it was his joke, and I accepted. On the fourth day of January (a Friday, 4/01/08), when I was with him, my daughter came. Scared, I asked him to hide and go away, and he sent me to invite her. I said no, but he didn't 'walk' my room. She came in and saw him. I asked her for the love of God not to say anything, and he said repeatedly: - "Talk to her ... " - "Tell what mother?" - Of course she asked curiously. And I was crying, and I said, - "Daughter, he's my lover, and he thinks you're beautiful... and he confided in me that he wants to fuck you". Believe it or not, she went and kissed him right then and there, and then she smiled and took off all her clothes right then and there, and I was stunned and paralyzed, and he stood up and pulled one of her thighs and said he was going to make her a slut like I was, and she said, looking at me, "You will now be a horn to your lover... or our lover... or I'll tell my father" and she smiled. After I was already inside her, standing up, he put her on my bed and penetrated her more firmly. "Make me the woman my boyfriend doesn't make me". And I watched my lover turn my own daughter into a woman in my bed. After she insisted, asking him not to stop, he made me suck it. I obeyed even though I was crying (but I confess I liked it). And then he showed my daughter, the dog that I am his, making me do anal (which my husband never did), and even though at first I thought it was wrong and sinful, I must confess that it was the best sex I had in my life, I loved it. And he even urinated on both of us afterwards in the bath, baptizing us and saying that we would be his subjects. And today, 16 years later, we're still his property.