Finding a spot at the bar, I sat on one of the bar stools and ordered myself a drink. As I sat there at the bar nursing my drink and trying to forget ...y troubles, I noticed this woman sitting at one of the tables along the wall across from the pool table. The woman was beautiful and well-dressed, in fact she looked a little out-of-place for such a plain, neighborhood kind of bar such as the Players Lounge. She had a very pretty face, long auburn hair and a great figure. She wore a little black. "You know I hate to lie but, damn, that felt good. The look on her face was priceless."Although my exercise in humiliating the FBI brought me a certain amount of satisfaction, it did not get Janet back. I knew going in that it wouldn't.She did call me a few days later to tell me that she had gotten a formal apology — from Whitney Danvers herself — along with assurances that, as far as the FBI could prove, my business activities were entirely legal. Of course, Janet knew that they weren't so the. He collapsed besides me and looked at me with a passionate look. “Mom, you are awesome….” His voice trailed off when he moved his face close to mine. Too late I realized that we was going to give me a big kiss. I had a hard time pushing him away after our lips met. “Go to bed, son.” I ordered him. He obeyed and I went to the bathroom to wash off his sticky cum. While the hot water was flowing down my body, I slowly soaped myself off. While I was lost in my thoughts, I played with my sensitive. E. there won't be a schedule to them, and they probably won't be in any kind of order. I'll just post them as I'm inspired to recount them. All are true, some things have been changed to "protect the innocent". I'm in my early 40ies-ish so the vast majority of these events transpired over 20 years ago some are burned into my memory, others have some details that have been forgotten. Bit of background first. I've been...exposed, for lack of a better word, to sex since I was very young. Like.