Let's change the subject." Oh no you don't mister. If I'm going to help you to help me, I want to know what my son desires in a woman." I threw my arm... up in frustration and let it all out."Okay mom, you want to know? I'll tell you then. I need a woman with a round juicy ass! Jessica is as flat as a board. I can't do a thing with an ass like that. I need cheeks I can bury my face in. Got it!" I got up and went to my bedroom and slammed the door.An hour later, mother knocked on the door and. The need to progress was compulsive, overcoming any residual inhibitions. I tentatively, and apprehensively, entered the room, expecting a riot. Nothing unusual took place. The rooms filled out, and even though I thought that it must be quite obvious that I was not wearing underpants, no-one let on. It was the usual rowdy, somewhat suggestive, banter - but nothing more. I could take this situation no longer. Eventually I decided to be as blatant as possible. As I left the room for the kitchen,. She put her hands on her hips and said if that's what you want. Then she walked to the door. She stopped and turned toward me. She looked extremely sexy, her legs completely bare and the sweater just barely covered the crotch of the pantyhose. I gave her a half assed wave. She turned the knob and pushed the door open. She stepped in and closed it behind her. I ran over to the door just in time to hear her click the lock. I grabbed the knob and sure enough it was locked.I turned off the lights. She bent over as she slid those to the floor too. All the men in the room were rubbing their bulges as they stared at her curvaceous young body and the tiny patch of blond curls between her creamy thighs."Please, don't do this to me I'm begging you, please! My father had no right to make a sick bet like that. He's a sick man, a gambling addict. He had no right to bet me. It's perverted!"Allen, Joe, Mike, Bob and even her father, Karl, were practically salivating as her reluctant striptease.