" A man," I finished. "I know. Forgive me, but I'm as new at this as you are and I am probably as nervous as you. Let's all relax. Jesse, you needn't ...uck..." I waved at his crotch. "In the unlikely event that I should actually cause you to be aroused, I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself." I was wearing the 'sponsor coverall' -- which really did nothing more for my shape than my housedress -- and maybe less. I shifted my glance between them, attempting to be inclusive. "Where did you go to. I was pinched, poked, prodded andpulled all evening as I serviced the tables in every way imaginable. Iwas on my knees so much that I felt like a scrub-maid! The time draggedon, and I saw no sign of Dorothy or Angela. I wondered vaguely (when Ihad moments to think) what the girls would do when they searched myapartments and failed to turn up the photos. They'd have to come back forme then, I thought. At least that's what I hoped!It was nearly Closing Time when I finally had a chance to duck. So I knocked on the door and waited patiently for an answer. To my surprise Lisa opened it wearing her trademark black thigh high boots, a pair of tight jeans that made her ass look amazing and tight red top. Her red lipstick was all smudged, I guess she had already been sucking James's big black dick. She kissed me then grabbed my hand and led me into the front room where James was sat on her dining room table waiting for Lisa. She quickly took up her position on her knees stroking his big. The whole situation was bizarre, here I lay on the thick pile of the living room carpet feeling fully satisfied for the first time in my life, but it had been my own son that had given me that satisfaction! I could feel his juices start to trickle from my pussy as I lay gazing up at my son, one thing I was thankful for was that I had been sterilised at my husbands' insistence. Deep down I knew that what was happening was wrong, but I still could not believe that I had let my son seduce me. What.