I didn't like that idea of doing business in a restaurant. I had no idea who the people around us were."So why are we meeting here?" I asked."Because ...ou are two hours late and insisted no one see you or know about our business. Look just leave me the packet with the instructions," he suggested."This is not going to work out I'm sorry," I said standing to leave.He obviously was not used to being told no. "What the hell do you mean," he said."You have no idea what it takes to stay alive working. I thought about going without, when I realized that one of my girlfriends had recently left an open pack of ping pong balls in my garage. I went out and grabbed 4 of them, but thought that might be too ambitious for a first try, so I put 2 back. Thank god I only had 2, you'll find out why later, LOL. I went to my bathroom and lubed my finger, working it slowly in and out of my special brown starfish. I squirted more lube on the ping-pong balls and gently shoved the first, then the second one. “Think how I feel,” I replied. “I thought it was going to be the Spanish Inquisition when Mrs. Schuman sat down across from me, but she’s actually pretty nice. In some ways, she’s like an older version of Katie. That made it easier to talk to her.”“You did just fine, son,” Dad reassured me. “Both of you handled the evening quite well.”When we got home, Mom was dressed in an old flannel robe. She looked exhausted. The bedroom smelled like sex when I walked by on the way to my room. Wait a. Asking him if he had ever done anything like this before, she was not surprised when he croaked out a negative. Reassuring him that everything would be fine, she brought her hand up to begin stroking him while leaning in to kiss him lightly on the lips. He moaned in pleasure as she massaged his cock through the fabric, then watched in rapt attention as she pulled back and unzipped his shorts. A surprisingly large erection greeted her as she knelt before him and pulled his shorts and briefs off..