He asked me how I would feel if I was cheated on and found out.On replying to his question for some reason I wrote back saying, “It would take far t...o long to answer here. If you like we could chat over a coffee.”He agreed and we met at a local coffee shop we both knew. The coffee shop was a twenty-minute walk from me or just five if I used my pushbike. I used my bike a lot and I met him there.We chatted about the cheating stuff and more. We soon made it a regular meeting, usually an hour over. Instead, we set a date and time. Text from Him: So are you sure that you want to go on a date with me? Or did you just want to meet up and hang out? Text to Him: I would love to go on a date with you. Text from Him: Okay, great. So when do you want to go on this date with me? Text to Him: Well, my father is going to be out of town this Friday, so I was assuming we would be able to do it then. Text from Him: Right, you mentioned that. Text to Him: Yeah. Text from Him: Did you want to go on a. I know what you are thinking, but I have not been attracted to my mom. She is kind of plain, homey, average. But having a woman touch my cock and getting me off was pretty cool. Later that day it happens again. So after the second time mom tells me she will be back in the morning at 8 am. And then she walks in at 8 at jacks me off. Then again at noon, then three, six, and nine. This works well for a couple of days. Even dad ask me how it is going and if I like mom helping me jack off. Then I. " "Seeing her dressed up for her date with that Fischer guy was hard, wasn't it." "It nearly destroyed me." "You do understand that she regrets doing that." "Yes, I know that, but when I go home it's still going to happen again. It's inevitable." "We'll just have to find a way to make it exciting for you." "I don't think watching a porn movie while Jeanne gets dressed is the answer this time." "No, I don't think so either." Mel smiled. "But I do have an idea." "what is it?" "Confidence.".