When he came out, he looked a little shocked, but for good reason. I had positioned myself on hands and knees, my hands had gotten tired and numb wait...ng for him to get out, so then I folded my arms and rested my head on them, soon that got tiresome, so a pillow was tucked between. Here I was, a ten year old kid with his head down, ass up, just waiting for his father to see him right after a hot, refreshing shower. 

He ignored it at first. Probable thought I was just being silly, or trying. You will be safe and happy. If you disobey me then terrible things will happen.”The memory ended and Jake stared at his mother dumbfounded.“No, Jake,” she said. “I don’t talk to my father like that. I couldn’t”Something did not add up. Her memory had been accompanied by a sequence of emotions that darted through her mind as fast as lightning, almost too fast for Jake to catch. There had been a brief flash of frustration, followed by confusion and tension. And then strangely, it became. This was the price for my brief flight, the consequence for drinking deeply of passion, the fruit souring in my stomach. Unable to withstand another blast of winter, I fled seeking solace for my weary, weather beaten heart. He was a tower, always there, never yielding, waiting and ready to shelter me. A gentle knock would grant me entry and safety. I took my place in his chamber. There was a comfort in the simplicity of his love. No mystery to be solved, all laid open and exposed. I relished. She pulled her hand out, unzipped and opened the buttons of my jeans. She sat beside me and signaled to lift my butt by tapping on my waist. I just lifted my butt and she pulled the jeans and my undies together.I was just watching her stare my dick for a few seconds. I pushed my jeans further with my legs down and took it off.She held my dick in her palm and said, “I knew you won’t disappoint me”. And she leaned forward to kiss me while playing with my already-erect dick. As I told you, she had.