Your hand buckled under two metal cuffs into a position where you couldn't jut out. You stare at the commander as he bears down upon you in the storag... room of the small towny jailhouse."John you know damn well I didn't want to catch you stealing from Mr. Timms local grocery store." The man said wearing basic cop wear, a cheaply produced blue t-shirt with a rusted badge above his heart."I really don't know what you mean. I was just looking at the new bags of chips that Mr. Timms got in stock.". When the game was over and we'd (rightly so) beaten them by 17 points, I stood at the gate and waited for her to come out. She was laughing with some of the other parents. She'd not needed me, had not been crushed and alone without me. I felt a silly sort of disappointment.We walked back to my truck and sat for some time in the center of a sea of unmoving traffic, recalling the exciting parts of the game. Again, I had something to tell her and wasn't sure how she'd react."The guys are having a. Immediately after they left I became nude and started to watch porn. Sometime later she came to check upon me. As I was nude it took me some time to open the door and I was little bit sweating even in that cold climate as it was December month. So she asked me what took me so long to open the door and I said I was taking exercise.Then I asked her to come inside and to take a seat but at that time she said she wanted to use the bathroom and she went to my room as it was close by. At that time. . . it's just a bit of a shock that's all." "Most mothers know that their sons have a bit of a thing for them, it's normally not out in the open." When did you start to have these feelings?" I then told mom about the night I saw her naked coming out the bathroom. "Oh, I remember," as she looked into deep space to try and think about the said event. "And you always think about that to bring yourself off?" as mom continued her questioning. I grunted and nodded in agreement as my cock became.