With procedural delays and Victoria's resistance to Ben's terms the proceedings were dragging on for month after month. It had been over six months since the split with no end in sight. I figured Victoria hadn't shared the CD with her lawyer hoping that it would just go away or she could somehow win without the information coming out.
She and I were meeting about once or twice a week for increasingly rougher and steamier sex. There was no love there at all; in fact, mostly anger and pure animalistic lust. After probing her for information I concluded I was right that her lawyer did not know about the CD and mailed another copy of it to her attorney's office.
Meanwhile, Ben was getting a bit depressed as his lawyer had advised him that as contentious as this case was he should not date until there was some agreement in place. He had asked about dating if he was out of town on business and she said that would be fine. Unfortunately, his company picked this time to cut the travel budget and keep him in town.
I could see a huge bulge in his pants every time he was near his own mother. This made Barb and I nervous as the same bulge would appear when Victoria was there to get Byrum. We pondered what we could do about it. Plans to find a woman for Ben to have secret sex with were being formulated as the last thing Ben needed was to get back together with Victoria. We considered everything from sending him on a hot Las Vegas weekend to making it with one of the secretaries or a particularly hot manager in the office I worked in. We were doing our best to make sure that Victoria could have no reasonable suspicion of why a woman was in our house as one of my coworkers being at our house was commonplace.
I barged into Ben's room to tell him of our thoughts without knocking and was surprised to see him jacking off with a pair of Barb's panties held up to his nose. My cock had sprung to life in that instant. I had some guy on guy fun before Barb and I got married and we had a couple of threesomes and foursomes in our early days. But, I hadn't really thought about playing with another guy for several years until that moment.
He looked up at me like a deer caught in the headlights. He was frozen in place as he knew he had been caught and could not explain what he was doing. The next words out of my mouth were as much of a surprise to me as they were to Ben. I walked toward the bed as I spoke with the erection in my pants aching trying to get out of the confinement.
"Ben, don't worry about it. It is perfectly natural. Don't stop just because I barged in on you. Go ahead and finish up. Your mother's panties smell great don't they?" I said as I sat down beside him with our hips almost touching. He had been so into it that he resumed stroking himself and didn't notice me pull out my rigid member.
"I think you are bigger than me. Let me have a sniff of your mom's crotch," I whispered. I was matching him stroke for stroke. Then I placed my hand over his until he let me take over jacking both of us. His breathing became erratic so I slowed down to make him last as a new plan came to mind. I called for Barb to come in and join us.
Ben was oblivious to what I said as he was licking Barb's cum from the crotch of the soiled garment. I hoped that the lust she had expressed for her son now several times would overtake the taboo aspects of what was happening. My wife walked into the room and her jaw dropped. I put my fingers over my mouth to quiet her and motioned for her to sit on the other side of her son. I calmly whispered to her that it was now or never.
She stood there for a minute pondering what to do. At first she backed up as if to leave the room but thought better of it and removed her blouse an eased herself next to Ben. Ben suddenly tensed up when he noticed her there. Barb swung into action not giving him time to think. She took her panties from his hand and gave them to me. She then cupped his chin in her hand and pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him deeply.
I watched as she placed his hand on her chest. Ben got the hint and fondled her boobies as he took off her bra. While they passionately kissed I fell to the floor and took my son's cock into my mouth and sucked for all I was worth. I knew in a couple of minutes the real action would be between mother and son. Ben was so excited that in seconds I was swallowing his cum.
As I wiped the cum from my lips into my mouth I slid in front of Barb and helped her off with her shoes, socks, and pants. I caressed her legs as Ben suckled her tits and they worked each other into a frenzy. Barb didn't totally forget me as she played footsie with my member. As she grabbed Ben's cock she moaned, "Dad and I want to see you happy again. We know you need to have sex; we are ready to play with you. Do you want to fuck your mother? I really want your cock."
"Ahhh, yeah," Ben gurgled as he could barely talk with Barb's thumb swiping over his piss hole. As Ben kissed down her belly she had to let go of his cock. But Barb solved this problem by pushing him down onto the bed and sat her pussy on his face. I could hear him slurping away and watched her grind her cunt on him. She gently stroked his pole as she beckoned me over and we kissed passionately as I pinched her nipples.
Then to allow her full enjoyment of her son I sat in a chair beside the bed and watched her make love to him. Their fucking was fantastic as Barb rode her little boy hard and deep. I knew from experience with her that she came over and over again. When they moved apart Ben's balls and thighs were covered in Barb's honey. We made love the rest of the night.
We fell asleep in each other's arms with Ben's face between his mom's breast and my cock resting in her ass crack. It became a regular thing. The understanding was that things would slow down and eventually end after the divorce. In the meantime we had lots of threesomes and Barb and Ben had alone time as well. To our surprise Ben and I also had several times with one another. He said mine was the first cock he ever had up his ass.
Life continued routinely while we waited to see what would happen with the divorce. Victoria was under orders to make sure something sexual happened between us every time I saw her. One day I called her a couple of hours before she was due to come by and told her to pull the car over a block or two away, unzip her pants and call me, "it is me; now what."
"Make yourself cum my fucking slut. I want to hear you cum. Let the juices soak those panties and whatever you do don't clean up; don't even wipe off your fingers," I ordered sitting in the office in my home with my member in my hand. Things had progressed nicely as she didn't even argue with me this time. In just a few seconds I could hear her breathing pattern change.
