." Mikey started to object, confused.What did his mother mean?"Shh h." She put his hand over his mouth and kissed himon the forehead. "Come with me." ...aking his hand shestood up and helped him to his feet. Hand in hand theywalked to the hall and toward her room."Mom," Mikey said, letting go of her hand. "I'm goingto go grab a glass of water. I'll be right in."His Mom smiled in agreement and let him go.As Mikey walked back downstairs and into the kitchenthoughts we racing through his mind. His. I hesitated, not knowing what to do. She certainly had stopped me in my tracks, and suddenly I was getting hard. The bulge in my pants would have been extremely obvious to her, if she ever stopped looking at my face to notice. ‘I can’t let you in there,’ she said. ‘But I can let you in here.’ She lifted her skirt all the way. I stared at her, dumbstruck. Suddenly my world had been turned upside-down, and everywhere I expected professionalism I got raw sexuality. ‘I can see you like this,’ she. A good salesman had to look sharp. Lately, that was getting harder and harder to achieve. His waist had expanded a bit, but he was well over six feet at two hundred and fifty pounds. That much weight didn’t necessarily make him fat. In his football days, he weighed a little more than that, but back then it was all muscle. He deluded himself into thinking that all of that muscle had kind of shifted and moved around on his body.His wife came into the bathroom and grabbed his empty coffee cup. It. Jenny, on the other hand did notice. " Oh my god Amy" she proclaimed, "look at the size of that thing on my cousin". Amy kind of leaned forward and pushed me back so she could see what Jenny was talking about. " Oh my god is right, that is a gorgeous cock Brad". She made me stand up and then pulled my shorts completely off, as she sat there and stared at my rock hard cock. "You're soooo hard, I love it". Then my plan really started sowing into place, she reached for my cock, grabbed it and said.