As she led me up the stairs I could not help but stare at her naked ass, it was beautiful, round and firm and with her legs always apart as she walked...I could see both her asshole and her pussy slit. Without thought I imitated her walk assuming it was what James would want from his sub. As I did the idea that I was even more exposed this way pleased me.Michelle silently led me into a large tiled bath. Then she pointed to a chair in the middle of the room and indicated I should sit. Then she. I wouldn't do it with someone I didn't care about and from whom I wanted more. My Mom sure wouldn't do it with anyone, except me or my Dad. Yet, here I was, holding Mom's hand like a lover. Sons do have a definite advantage, I realized. We might have to go much slower with our Mother than with a date, but we sure start at the 30 yard line.After we finished the crossword, we refilled our coffee cups and carried them into the den. We sat on the couch, both kind of turned toward each other. I was. She dropped her bag and made her way to Mr. Newman who was standing there with a look of disbelief. Emily stood close to him, looking up at the tall man with lustful eyes. She ran her hand up his leg and to her surprise felt a bulge rather low in his briefs. "Ooo, aren't we well equipped." Mr. Newman smiled. "Well why don't you find out for yourself, Emily, you little whore." Emily unzipped his pants, pulling them down to see a huge impression in his boxers. Emily couldn't wait and quickly. Tiffany took my hand and led me to the Supreme-Leader-sized bed.Oh.I was lying on my back. My defiler standing above me. Contemplatingher game plan to satisfy all of her disgusting needs. And a bunch ofmine as well, I hoped.Or maybe she was just admiring my beauty.Which was probably the most satisfying thing thus far during my long,almost 40-hour trek to womanhood.I LOVED being lusted after.That had never happened to me as a man. Not as far as I knew, anyway.And here I was being lusted after.