‘What are you doing you are out of breath. It’s sexy sounding I have to admit over the phone.’ Steven laughed. I was to embarrassed to confess t... him so, I answered,’ Doing laundry. Running up and down the stairs.’ Hoping that would be enough. It seemed to we talked a few more minutes before I was free to watch and learn something. I knew I could do this. This will rock Steven’s world tonight I thought. I went into the kitchen looked around found a perfect banana to practice on. Well, the first. Without looking at Charlady I simply said "Green for go!" which was our code for playtime to begin. As I did not receive a reply which indicated her compliance, I continued, "Slut, remove your blouse and skirt!"Charlady knew better than to hesitate so she immediately began unbuttoning her blouse and soon after it hit the floor her skirt followed suit. She now stood in front of four men wearing only a lacy black bra and lacy black panties. Again she was told to turn around and show off her body. This excitement began to manifest itself as a sexual excitement. He had to keep rigorous control of himself to keep from sporting a hard-on throughout their workout sessions. But when it came to the massage at the end of the day that was impossible. Almost from the minute his mother lay on the table his dick was as uncomfortably stiff as a piece of steel and it remained so until he could get upstairs and jack off before dinner. Although he conscientiously worked over every part of her body, his. .andnow I understood - I could see every effect of my touch as my handswrapped around Daddy stroking and massaging him, caressing his bigballs and feeling them pull into his body as his excitementgrew....feeling every stage of his hardening cock, every pulse of hisheartbeat through his throbs getting stronger and stronger....juststaring at it and needing it, needing, craving Daddy's cock, craving toserve it and be owned by it, to worship it and beg for it, to learn itand know it and dream of.