I should learn to keep my mouth shut.”“Hey. Don’t worry about it. I understand perfectly.”This was bizarre. Here we both stood, naked. Carla e...bracing me from behind, one hand still fondling my breast, the fingers of her other hand masturbating me almost to the point of swooning, and, at the same time, carrying on a phone conversation with my boyfriend who was probably dripping wet and wearing nothing but a towel.Carla slipped her finger from between my thighs and moved around to my side. My. Fuck it, I thought to myself, I'll go anyways. Atleast there will be free alcohol.I got to the party late and discovered that Harry lived in a really nice house in the suburbs. Beautiful Italian marble, renaissance era furnishings and a bourgeouis taste made it one of the most tastefully annointed homes that I had ever been in. I was taking it all in when Harry noticed me. ''Hey William, man you came!'' said Harry. '' Yeah man, no way in hell was I going to miss out. You have a beautiful. "Leave it alone, mom. I like it. It makes you look sexy." You actually like this streak of gray? It makes me look old! Wait. Did you just call me sexy?" Yes, mom. I always thought that dad never appreciated you the way he should have."At the time, my son was wearing tight jeans with no shirt. All his muscles were on display! I felt just the slightest heat of arousal somewhere deep within me. I shook my head to clear it out.Did my own son really think I, his own mother, was sexy? Because of some. .Us din k baad kuch din aise hi chalta rha hum daily terrace per mila krte or kabhi kabhi hum raat me uske ghar chale jaya krta tha. But 2 mahine baad unhone apna ghar change kr liya or kahin or rent per le liya ye to mere liye ek sadme de kam nahi tha,Fhir hum kabhi kabhar phone per baat kr liya krte the milna hota hi nahi tha mujhe laga yhi humara relation ka end hai but fhir ek din baato baato me, phone per message se chatting me main usse kaha ki mujhe tumse milna ka bahut man hai tumhari.