Up to that point, his mother had never allowed the two of them to have sex in her bed. He wasn't sure why since she had done it with Jason. Her explan...tion that it was too dangerous didn't make sense. He thought it might be because of remorse at her mistake of letting Jason do it.Whatever her reason, he had been thinking about it for weeks and thought that it was now or never.When he looked into the bedroom, he saw his mother lying with her body facing away from him. He stripped off his. " What would I be manager of?" Mr. Little asked me skeptically."The Bellagio," I smiled. "And if everything goes well, you could be the Las Vegas Director within a year or two." You're kidding, right?" he laughed. "Last I heard Terry Benedict owned the Bellagio." He did," I said. "Until I forced him out." Wow," the hotel manager of the Desert Rose said. "I could be managing the Bellagio, the Mirage and the MGM Grand in a couple years?" As well as the Venetian, the Tuscany, the Westin Casuarina,. I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world when she consented to marry me. I wasn't looking for some beauty queen, but Diane was closer to that image than any woman I was ever likely to date, much less marry. Her parents seemed reasonably satisfied that I was a decent guy and would treat their only daughter properly. Three children later they were sure of it.My parents thought the sun rose and set on Diane. I'm sure my father had the occasional lustful thoughts, while mother rejoiced in. .. or hear?? Again, I attempt to peek out the windows, but I dare not raise my head high enough to see. You already know how uneasy I’m feeling, but you have waited too long for this and I know that you won’t stop now.Then you swiftly pull my dress up over my ass. I am nervous but keep quiet, as I’d already promised to do anything you wished; to obey with complete and utter faith and trust. Too, I know that we have both been needing this for far too long.Once you have slowed, to take your time.