The school bus will be here by seven-fifteen. So say good-night and get off with you.’ My son mumbled good night as he looked sheepishly at the cowb...y, ‘Will you teach me to rope sometime? I always wanted to learn. I can ride a horse real good but every cowboy should know how to rope too.’ Chad smiled at my son and my heart broke for the clear worshipful admiration I saw in Zach’s eyes. How could I have not realized how much my son needed a man in his life? What was I thinking ripping them away. "Look... what you saw last night was something I never intended for you to see. I know it must've been a shock for you to find your brother in bed with me, and I know you probably have a lot of questions about what you saw. I'll try to answer them as best I can." She took a breath and clasped her hands together."Why mom?" What I really wanted to say was WHY NOT ME!"Well, it all started a two years back when your father got that promotion he worked so hard for." She took a moment to reflect. Slow and loving. More rediscovering. Bodies and reactions. Eyes having intercourse as well as lips and tongues, penis and vagina. But Joe being Joe and Cheryl being Cheryl, it became relentless. Three orgasms for Joe. Several for Cheryl.Enough for Cheryl to need a break. At least her pussy. So the third night, in Miami, they just relaxed in bed and talked. It was making love. And exactly what they needed. Cheryl offered her patented deep throat blow job and Joe said no.Though she did wake him. So Clyde and I walked outside and he asked if I wanted to visit for a while. Getting an affirmative answer from me, we went over to his car. We visited for a few minutes, with both of us letting the other know we were interested in sex—a blowjob at least. And, thankfully, Clyde was like me—not interested in doing it in a car. Instead, I followed him in my car to his house in the southern part of the city not too far from the area where I lived.What transpired in his house was me getting one of.