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Former Playboy Playmates Part 6: Julianne’s Medicine

Date: 12/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Latina, Male/Female, Threesome, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 94.1, Source: sexstories.com

legitimate smile in ages. She felt amazing. The spa visit, followed by the salon, had her feeling rejuvenated. Greg complimenting her trimmed hair with blonde highlights, made her day. Her son turned to her, gazed into her eyes, smiling back at her. He leaned over, kissing her lips once more. “Thank you for everything today, Greg,” she said. “No thank you. Thanks for letting me pamper you. We’ll enjoy this movie, go home, and I’ll take you to bed,” he joked. Julianne laughed. Not a chuckle, but a loud laughter. Greg beamed while he watched her. “Ok, big shot. Sure,” she said. He did indeed take her to bed later, joking she should sleep nude, suggesting he might. Julianne stopped him, climbed in bed, into his arms, and immediately fell asleep after a wonderful day. “Who is the sexy lady?” Greg asked her the next day after dinner. He retrieved a picture of his mother from the box in the office. It was the one of her wearing the bright, orange bikini. “Ugh, geez, no idea,” she rolled her eyes. “I know who,” He sat next to her. “It’s you.” “A long, long time ago,” She said. “Where’d you find that?” “The office.” Julianne sighed, realizing Greg must have looked through the box of memorabilia from her marriage. “I found a few other pictures too. Most just papers and stuff,” Greg downplayed what he saw and read. “You don’t look much different than this now. You’re still gorgeous.” “Greg, cut it out,” She shook her head. “No I mean it. I’m sorry, mom. I’m sorry for Gisele and I ... not being there for you like we should’ve been. I won’t go into it much, but dad was an idiot to do what he did. He had you as his woman, his wife, and he gave that up. So, so stupid,” Greg shook his head, fighting back anger. Julianne sniffed, trying not to cry. She leaned her head on Greg’s shoulder, gently rubbing his thigh. “Fernanda,” she whispered under her breath. “Hmm?” Greg asked. “The woman I caught your father with.” “Who?” “Her name was Fernanda,” his mother answered, Greg’s eyes shooting open. “I went to Miami one weekend to surprise him. He was there on business. I walked in on him and her. He was calling out her name, Fernanda. He didn’t see me at first.” Greg cleared his throat, “That, uh, sounds like a uh, different kind of name.” “Yeah, she was a younger woman. Hispanic, or Latino, or whatever the hell they’re called,” his mother said, bitterness in her tone. “She might’ve been Cuban, no idea. Really tall too.” “I see,” Greg breathed slowly to calm his racing heart. He wanted to ask more, but couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He wondered if it was a different Fernanda than the one he was sleeping with during his visits to Miami. In his heart he knew, it was the same, tall, Latina his father cheated on his mother with. He wanted to vomit. “Be right back,” he said, quickly getting up, going to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face. “It can’t be,” he kept telling himself. “But it probably is.” He knew Fernanda was quite sexually active – a whore, ...