Yet all he did was nod affirmatively.Jennifer smiled with a pleasure she did not truly feel - a voice inside her was screaming to send her son back to...his room and lock her bedroom door. What she was doing was playing with fire - but in that moment, when her better judgement was impaired by loneliness and alcohol, Jennifer thought she was providing comfort to her only child while easing some of the bitterness at being parted from her husband.The forty year-old woman let go of her son's hand and. So I got up and walked up behind him and put my arms around his waist and laid my head on his shoulder."Your such a good son" I whispered. I glanced down over his shoulder and saw that his robe had parted slightly and his cock was hanging out. Wanting to stay where I was and admire it I started a conversation. "Your not upset about last night are ya?” "No mom" he replied, "I don't know what came over me, I just couldn't help myself" I said. As we talked I kept glancing down at his cock. I ran. I had never talked to Devin, my roommate, about my attraction to men; he had no idea. Although Devin and his dad looked almost exactly the same, I was never sexually attracted to Devin. We had become very good friends, and I accompanied him to his parents on several occasions. When his parents were in town, I was always included in everything they did. Don had played every sport in high school and had stayed in top form. He was 38, but was in better shape than most guys my age. He was. . I thought that having a master would be all about ... er, about..."Helpfully, I interjected, "Sexual slavery and debauchery?"Nailed it! "Yes, yes, that's it! I thought you would spend all your time using me sexually. I figured that the braless thing, and the hold your cock in my mouth thing were warm ups to your making love to me in new ways, and while, oh, I dunno, while you had me tied up and stuff! You ogling me, well, while you tried to be subtle about it, you were doing that before you.