‘C’mon Mom, hurry up,’ I commanded. I did not want a keepsake of my failed ability to get a proper date to prom. It was bad enough this would be...etched into my very soul for eternity. After a couple of clicks and flashes, I was done whether Mom wanted us to be or not. ‘Let’s go Barrett, we don’t want to be late.’ I pulled him out the door, and he started walking to his driveway. ‘Where are you going?’ Barrett pointed to his dirty F-150 pickup. ‘I thought I was taking you to prom.’ I shook my. Sandra was one of the hottest women he knew, and he couldn’t believe that he was fucking her! Since he had already cum once, he took his time, fucking her long and slow. He leaned forward at times to grab her tits and to pinch her nipples. Sandra was still on her knees, facing Matt. She watched him, and he was obviously aroused by the sight of her being fucked from behind. He watched as her tits sway back and forth at some times and get groped by Tyler at others. She saw his semi-deflated. My mom’s name is Sujata. She was a conservative housewife, I never saw her naked. She too is a little dusky in colour, with well rounded tight boobs and her biggest plus point was her ass, big and wide. Whenever my mom wore a silk nighty, I observed the swaying of her ass cheeks. I was jealous of my dad always, I used to shag vigorously by imagining their sex sessions in my mind.Next morning my mom arrived at 5 am to home, masi and me were unaware of this. We were sleeping on a bed hugging each. That night in what was to become my bed in the room with Jake I was filled with guilt, remorse, repugnance and loathing for myself. . . .but I felt safe and secure and I slept soundly for the first time in many days. Facing my peers at school was difficult. Most had heard about my situation and kept a wide margin between us. Others were less kind and openly derided me for what I perceived myself to be. It was after days of this that I needed Jake’s quiet counselling and guidance. Jake doesn’t.