Stepping up to the window, Janet studied the exterior of the opposing building. Second floor, to the left... why, that was Angela's apartment. Her son...was in Angela's bathroom.And then Janet remembered that his shoulders had been bare too.A hot flush of rage seized her, making her fingers shake as they gripped the windowsill. Swearing under her breath, Janet dropped the vibrator and put down her skirt. Then she stalked out of her house, headed resolutely to the apartment of her former best. ..I WAS AS HARD AS A ROCK! I tried to hide it from my Mother, but she told me that it wasn't anything to be ashamed of. "Come here," she said, "let your Mom have a closer look." I stepped toward her and she got on her knees. I wanted her to suck my cock SOOOOO bad! She took me into her soft hand and began caressing my cock and balls. "That's a good boy," she said playfully. Then, SHE STOPPED! She said that she was my mother and that I was her son. I said, "Yeah, no shit...that's what makes it. Her job was on flex time, so the loss of two hours each day, which could be paid work-time or vacation, was killing her. If she was paid $25 an hour (a conservative estimate) that was $250 per week lost.My schedule was tight, so to hear the rest of her idea I told her to hop on board and I took off for my next stop; Jimi’s was 7 minutes away. It was against the rules to take riders, but nobody checked so I was okay. (Plus it was actually my truck, leased to the company.)She talked the entire. Priya gave a sigh and she said thanks it was a good relief.Around 1.15 Priya got up and she was fresh and asked me whether I had lunch. I said I was waiting for her. She said come let’s have lunch. We had lunch and we were sitting in the sofa she told me that yesterday she was angry seeing me and my wife in that position and then consoled herself through masturbation.Saying that she held my cock and said he has not yet released so let’s have a good session before my wife comes. I lifted her to.