Mother was a tiny woman, petite, but with generous breasts and wide soft hips and ass.Believe me when I say that I had never looked at her in that way...before. You know what I mean, the way a guy looks at an attractive woman? Yet, now as we moved slowly to the music, mother's small soft body seemed to massage against my front as our clothed persons continually touched.And it began to happen... again!Neither of us appeared to notice - but I could feel the tension build in our living room.Just. We had a few drinks and she told me she was living with another man and his wife, she wanted to know if I wanted to go home with her and have sex. I was very excited about this and told her sure I would like to suck and fuck her.We left the bar and went to where she was staying, went up to her bedroom and started making out, she had all my clothes off and was playing with my cock and balls. She said remember when you wanted me to tie you up and have sex with you? I said "yes" she said; would. “I’d like to shower and change, please, if you don’t mind.” I said, trying not to choke.“Certainly! The bathroom is there,” he said, pointing. “Take your time.”I grabbed the small bag with my soap and shampoo, as well as my other bathroom stuff that was in my shoulder bag. I grabbed a clean set of underwear and socks, plus jeans and a polo shirt, and went into the bathroom. I stripped and turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature to as hot as I could stand.I used the toilet and spent. And be sure to curtsey and say thank you when people put candy in it."I was in a daze as mother gave me the purse and led me outdoors. All of a sudden it dawned on me that Margie hadn't included a wig. If she had, maybe people would have mistaken me for a girl they'd never seen before. But this way -- without a wig -- they'd not only know I was a boy, but they'd know it was me! It was so humiliating! It couldn't have been an accident. Mother and Margie must have planned it this way so people.