I had been there for about a year. I often kept my door open if one of the folks in the building I knew was doing laundry just to be social. This Satu...day I was making a sandwich when Diane went by with her basket. I waved and said hi as she went by and invited her to come over once she got her stuff going. About 5 or 6 minutes she knocks on my door and I said come on in. She pops her head around the corner. I got her some iced tea and she came and sat on the couch to watch a movie with me. Now. "I didn't mean to pry." Well, I asked a lot about your personal life, so fair's fair," Helen said. "It's not all bad though, I do miss sex a bit, but I have my work and the children when they turn up between terms."The conversation rambled on for another hour after that but it marked a sort of sea-change in our relationship. We never openly flirted and tended to shy away from expressing desire (well I did), but we were very open about sex and the lack of it in our lives. Had we not been mother. In my head, I thought this was it. Now or never. I was shaking from nervous excitement. But I knew I'd regret it if I didn't go through with my fantasy. I clapped twice back and he turned my direction. See saw me and immediately raised his camera to start filming me. No greeting, no talking, just action because the camera was rolling. My first time being filmed. I immediately started posing and touching and rubbing myself to put on a sexy little show. Why not because I'd officially been. If she had engaged in sex this early it was probably the cause of her current problems and I felt bad for her, because I knew the cravings that she was going through. I had wanted sex just as badly also, but my father had warned me that same evening when I had begged for his hard, white cock. Now that I saw my mom and her predicament, I was glad to have taken him anally once more. I should probably at least give it another two weeks before I break down and give in. Rudy had sent a text.