Saying so I went forward and kissed mom’s soft juicy lips. But she pushed me back.Mom- I too love you, son. But you can’t do this, it’s wrong. P...eviously we were at a party so I didn’t stop you.Me- But…On which mom interrupted and said it’s getting late go and sleep. She slept on one side of the bed and I also pretended to sleep with a sad face. But after an hour I heard the sound of mom crying.Me- Mom why are you crying? I am sorry about that kiss.Mom- It’s ok. I know you just want to make me. You don't fit any type, you're just John Doe, you dress plainly, you keep to yourself most of the time, you're not in a club, you're middle class, and your grades are decent. That last one surprises everybody, since they all know you're the smartest person in school, faculty included, but you just don't care about school, so you don't try at all. You don't want to spend time with the stoners, since it would only get you branded by the faculty here, the jocks are assholes of the highest level,. I loved staying with her and looked forward to enjoying her company every year, not least because she was a lovely person who treated me kindly and I always thought she was attractive. She was around 40 when I was 14, she had light brown wavy hair, blue eyes and generally wore a tweed skirt, tan-colored nylon stockings, a blouse, and cardigan.I would spend my days playing in the fields and getting into mischief, in the evenings after dinner we would sit together on the sofa watching television. You collapse into the bed and don’t even notice me getting up; I attach both ankle restraints to you before you know I am not in bed with you anymore. I g rab one hand and attach the restraint to it as you struggle. I collect the last hand and you are tied spread eagle to our love nest. “My turn now kitten,” I growl at you. I pull out your hair brush and spank one beautiful round cheek. It turns bright red so fast that I hurry to repeat on the other side. You try to struggle but we both know.