Mama’s boy, meeting my wife. After being surprised by coming home to have my mother introduce me to Marilyn, mother asked me to prepare dinner while they talked. I only heard occasional murmurs or laughter. Over dinner, Marilyn talked to me a great deal and it was so awkward for me. My mother was the only person I had ever interacted with. After I cleared and did the dishes my mother told me to sit with them so they could talk to me. Marilyn simply said so matter of factly to my mother that she felt I was a perfect mama’s boy and that she was very interested in what they had discussed. I looked at my mother red faced and stunned and my mother caught me up. They had been talking through email for quite a while, and that my mother felt that now that I was older it was time for me to bond with a woman who would understand me. I could barely breathe as my mother told me that Marilyn was a few years older than me but knew absolutely everything, and that she felt I would be a wonderful companion for her. I was panicking, was my mother asking me to leave or giving me away? I was told that Marilyn wanted to spend some time with me but that my mother insisted that it be under her watchful eye/supervision. After that, I was sort of an object sitting there as they discussed me and the ground rules and only occasionally one of them would turn to me and ask me a question or what I thought. Even those few hours after dinner were far longer than I had ever spent directly with someone other than my mother. The biggest shock was bedtime, when my mother said it was past my bedtime and that zi probably had had all I could takr for one day. She told Marilyn that she wqs going to bathe me in the shower and that she was welcome to join us in a few moments if she wished. My mother took me by the hand and led me to the shower and I was pleading with her to not make me do this but she told me fairly harshly to stop acting this way, and it was by far the most harshly she had ever spoken to me. She ordered me into the shower and began to wash me and I was terrified when Marilyn came in and said she did want to join us. My mother had just finished rinsing me off and I turned to the corner of the shower and tried to hide myself as I heard Marilyn step in with us. My mother told me to stop being rude and told me that I was going to be spanked. That was something she had never done. But she forced herself into the corner with me and held me while I literally sobbed and tried to console me. I heard Marilyn behind me ask my mother if she could try to help, and my mother said of course. My mother gently pushed me back a step snd Marilyn s arms hugged me from behind and she nuzzled and kissed my neck and shoulders and began to stroke my back with her fingertips and the sensations on my skin was unreal, it paralyzed me. My mother was holding me and stroking me as well and I was drowning in the sensations. It was so over whelming that I did not realize I was erect. My mother told Marilyn that it looked like “our boy” liked their touches and Marilyn asked if she could turn me around. I was too in a daze to care. I barely registered Marilyn commenting to my mother than that she had expected “smaller endowment” but was not complaining. For the record, I am plus sized but not a p*** star, now that I have knowledge of such things. After a moment Marilyn asked my mother of it wwas okay to briefly touch me there, and my.mother told her that as long as she respected the fundamental rule that they had agreed to, then it was. And then Marilyn’s hands briefly wrapped around my p**** and cupped and gently squeezed my testicles and I was so light headed my knees buckled. They both caught me laughing and agreed it was time to dry off and go to bed.