It was suppose to be an ordinary family vacation together. I got from the college and instead of going to summer vacation with my friends, I decided to go with you and dad since I haven't been able to go home for Christmas because of studying. Unfortunately the last minute dad bailed on us ( as it turns out later, he was cheating on you).

It was a classic tropical resort - all inclusive. Sitting on the beach all day and relaxing, doing nothing.

Even though you were 45 years old, you had a great figure. I saw other men looking at you, the guys your age, and college studs like me. I think you noticed the attention too, and at first you were a little shy, but later I think you really liked it and even flirted with some of the guys.

And I won't judge you. I know that everything wasn't perfect in your marriage, after you found out that dad was cheating on you. But you decided to stay in the family since he convinced you it was a one time thing.

The other strange thing that happened here is that some of the guests and the staff of the hotel thought that we were a couple. This happened the very first day we arrived. We got a bad single room, and when we asked for a separate room like we actually reserved, the girl at the front desk was really confused and even asked why a couple would want to sleep separately. I explained to her that you are actually my mother, her facial expression changed. But this was not a one time thing, it happened again and again, different staff, different guests and at some point we were really tired and decided to just pretend to be a couple to avoid strange conversations.

So there we are sitting in the bar on a Friday night, drinking cocktails and talking. It was kind of a Friday discovery night, so I chose cocktails for you, and you chose some for me. We were loud and having fun. Suddenly we see two figures approaching our table. We already knew them - they were our neighbors, Vicky and John, she looked about 35 and John was my age. And oh man, we knew for sure they were not mother and son. They were fucking every night and very loudly. Even though your room was on the other side, you could hear that too.

We welcomed them at our table and they gladly joined us.

"Are you also a couple", Vicky asked looking at us. We looked each other in the eyes and both answered .

"Yes". We knew it would be to much trouble to start explaining something, especially to them.

"Nice" Answered Vicky, -"I am Vicky, and it's my boyfriend John", she said.

"We know that", I said and we both started giggling.

"We are your neighbors in the hotel, we could hear that".

She wasn't angry or even shy, she just smiled as if it was good that we already knew something about them.

We started chatting, first just a small chat, but after 2 more cocktails it really turned a spicy rout.

"Do you agree, that it's way hotter to fuck a young guys like them", Vicky showed at me and John, talking to you.

"Yeah, they do have a lot more stamina compared to guys our age", surprisingly for me you answered.

"What is your favorite position", John looked at me and you.

"Missionary", I fired swiftly.

"My favorite is doggy", you said looking me in the eyes. I don't know why, but it was kind of hot hearing it from my own mom, that she liked it in doggy.

"I like it when he holds my hair when he fucks me from behind, and what's yours" you said.

I was a little bit in shock to hear that.

"And I like when one cock is in my moth and the other one is in the pussy", answered Vicky, putting her hand on my lap.

"Have you ever tried licking a man's cum from other girl pussy", said John to you

A ten minutes after we both going to their room. John is walking with you, holding his hand on your ass and I go together with Vicky.