“Sandy, I’m much better. I’m still processing the grief stages, but I’m at the place where company is superior to solitude.“How have you bee...?” I asked.“Now that I see you, I’m in exactly the same place I was when I threw myself at you a few years ago. You make me hot and wet in a way I’ve never been before. I can’t seem to resist you, in my imagination at least,” Sandy said.“I’m glad to hear that. Not from a narcissistic point of view, but because I’d like for both of us to find out if we. Mom has several female model friends she brings to the house for little visits. I always make sure I’m home to meet them. Some are very hot, and some are just plain. I asked mom why they weren’t all hot like her. Mom said “some were hand or leg models. Some might just be hair models, and by the way, thanks for thinking I’m hot.”I blushed at hearing my own words. I had to look away as my face turned red. My mom was always in my jack off fantasies. My cock dripped more precum from mom’s teasing. His lips were near my lips, and I can feel his breath and can hear his fast heartbeat. I closed my eyes and was waiting for him to kiss me. Within seconds his lips touched my lips.My hands moved on his head, moving in his hair, and his hands was feeling my waist. His lips were sucking mine. In a few seconds, it turned into an intense kiss. He was sucking my lips very passionately and trying to enter his tongue in my mouth.He wanted to meet with my tongue, but I was resisting him to tease him. I had no idea what to do now. I decided to just stop deciding and go out the door like I was about to before I read the last message. I took my keys, my mace (I still have no idea how he guessed that I had that), and my tea, and went down to my car. It only took about 10 minutes to get to Target at that time in the morning since no one was on the roads really and most of the light were green. There were about 5 or 7 cars in the Target parking lot. There always are, but it didnt look like there.