I know mom's in the house, and I know the guilt is there, ready to bury me under its weight, but the thought of sucking him off in the kitchen with he... only a few rooms away, turns me on. He should know his own body well enough to know if it's doable.- JamesShe says " Oh, daddy, I'm so sorry. Should I kiss it to feel better?"I grin and deflect her. Looking at her chest directly just like I have so secretively for so long. Her left tit that I had been playing with has a hard nipple poking though. It hung hown well past his loose balls and had to be at least 7 inches totally limp! I stammered out an appology after what had seemed an eternity and left. I marched back to the house I shared with Wendy, trying to process what I'd just seen. I took a nap, only waking when Wendy got home. She asked me how my day was and stood in front of the air conditioner while removing her work uniform. Wendy was a wonder, a girl and a half in every direction. when she removed her pants and underwear I got. "Carol brightened up immediately, "Yes, yes. I can do that. I know I'll do it right the second time. I promise. That's so good. You're so clever." And she hugged me back.I burst her bubble though, "I'm sorry, but I just realized we can't do that." Why not?" With tears threatening to break out again."Julia has a right to know the truth about what happened. We don't want to start your relationship with her based on a lie, do we? And what would happen if she asked you to do something really. What’s a mother for if she can’t help her son out in his time of need?’Somehow turning it from just my need to Tim’s need put my sex-crazed mind at ease. I threw my legs over the side of the bed, got up and walked out of my bedroom down to Tim’s bedroom doorway. The door was open. His nightstand light was on. Tim was on his bed in his pajama bottoms, reading a sports magazine. I knocked on the door jamb to get his attention.Tim Looked up and put his magazine down, “Hi, Mom. You can’t sleep?”I.