I knew things going to heat up again real soon. Each time the three of us party and drink together it leads to some sexual play. Each time we get toge...her things go a little further and further. Anthony's girlfriend was out of town on business, so he wouldn't have to leave or cut the night short. More than likely he would be crashing at the house since we had been drinking and he did not have to go home to her.After a couple of songs dancing with my wife, Anthony plopped down on the couch for a. It feels really good to be lying close toyou, honey." "Yeah, Mom, it feels good to me too." She sort of laughed and said, "I could tell that." After a few moments ofsilence, while my cock was twitching uncontrollably in the crack of hernightie-covered ass, she said softly, "It's sort of flattering that myteen-aged son could be aroused by his old fat mother." "You're not old and you're not fat," I said, giving her a firm hug. "Ithink you're beautiful." She actually was 43 and somewhat. ” she crawled up onto the bed, reaching out and touching his leg – and Lou almost flinched away from her. “What happened?”Lou tried to think of what to say. “I ... I had a nightmare,” he said.“What is nightmare?” she asked, sounding nervous.“When ... humans sleep, we ... we have ... dreams. They’re collections of images and memories and sensations and feelings that we have during sleep.” He gulped. “You don’t know what sleep is like.”“It ... is similar to when I unfocus, and let my mind spread. ” She replied, the sex kitten voice finally coming out.“What should we do to bad girls?”She took a step forward and slowly ran her finger down my chest.“Bad girls deserve spankings, don’t they?” She said, sex kitten voice in full effect now.My grin grew bigger and I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her towards the couch. She giggled happily as I sat down and pulled her over my lap. I flipped up her skirt to find some very plain, boring panties underneath.“She really went for this!” I thought.