He had just begun to pop when I threw the door open. He was lying on his bed naked, his erection pointing at the ceiling. When he came, it spouted str...ight up and fell back onto his belly and chest. He went immediately limp when I burst in, and we just looked at each other. Then we both cracked up laughing, Jerry wiping up his mess with the towel he had ready for just that purpose."Sorry, Man," I said when I recovered. "Was it good for you?" Shit! No!" he replied. "You ruined the best fantasy!. ” I said. She then smiled and agreed. She told me I didn’t have to get her anything but I told her that I would because tomorrow was Christmas. When I said that she gasped and said she had completely forgotten. “Oh my god that’s true! I have to get you something too. Let’s go to the mall! Pleeaase!” I got my coat and we were on our way. While we were shopping she told me that it would be the first Christmas she wouldn’t spend with her parents. She was saddened by that but quickly put it. That night, I made my son's favorite dish for dinner chicken schnitzel, and a side of fresh salad with chips. I didn't join my son eating dinner. I had another idea that night. I was full of confidence and wine. I dropped to my knees as my loving son started to eat dinner.I pulled open a leg of his trunks and pushed my hand up his thigh. A nice, athletic thigh. I pushed past his boxers and found his penis. I open my lips and leaned forward. I felt the slick tip of my son's penis press against. He ran his hands up and down my back, pushing his groin against my stomach and fondling my ass. When he broke off the kiss, he left me desperate and disheveled, leaning against the wall to support myself, more aroused than I cared to admit. I was a shattered mess the rest of the evening, hoping Martha would attribute my behavior to my recent loss of my husband. I avoided seeing him again, but Martha is my best friend and I knew she would be hurt if I didn't attend. It was her social event of.