I end up with my feet spread wide and my right hand behind me, my hard cock pointing straight up at the ceiling like a missile. You are bent over me,...and when you try to spin for your turn, it’s all over. One of us hit a pool of oil on the mat and like a pair of dancing hippos, we tumble to the mat, a sprawling pile of drunk, giggling flesh again. I notice, lying there, that your cock is trapped between my thighs. You seem to notice this at about the same time, and wrapping your arm around. She pinched me on my lap and corrected my mistake. I was wrong again and she pinched me again, this time she kept her hand on my lap and never moved it. The feel of her hand near my penis and rubbing against it made me horny. My penis slowly stood up and showed its vengeance. She noted it and I couldn’t hide my embarrassment. She asked what happened and asked did I hurt you there and I did not answer. She moved to her bedroom asked me to come in. I followed her and I was sweating, if she might. ’ She gathers up my pj bottoms and leads me out of my bedroom.Mom’s not very steady on her feet as we walk down the hall into the master bedroom. The smell of alcohol is strong on her breath.‘You ok, Mommy?’‘Yes, dear, I’m fine, ‘ you answer as you close the door behind us. ‘Sit on the bed.’ You have my pjs in your hand, but in no rush to pass them to me. Instead, you gaze at my cock, which immediately causes it to harden. I struggle to stop its growth, however as you continue to stare I can’t. I am going to tell about this later.Dad said, “I'll stay until Christmas and I’ll move after it. I will give the divorce documents to you after Christmas. The house is yours and the kids will stay with you. When the divorce is ready, Ben can visit me freely during the daylight hours, because he's sixteen years old. He’ll live with you, he’ll sleep in this house, but he'll be free to visit me. This arrangement is good for all of us.”As I overheard my future being revealed, I was glad dad was so.