I said … “Nirmala aunty, let me see your pussy!” She sighed and hesitated then opened her legs up fairly wide. I was looking at her lips and exp...sed clit. I asked her what SHE was thinking as she sat there naked watching me stroke my dick. She said “well, truthfully, it is really turning me on!” I had to beg again … I said “Nirmala aunty, please touch yourself … Make yourself cum with me.” That was all it took. She leaned back in the chair and raised her legs back and started rubbing her clit. I am a Brazilian kind of guy, but that did not stop me from exploring the gorgeous body lying on my bed. Karen was very responsive to my cock sliding into her. She moaned gently as I thrust myself into her, but she was not very adventurous and seemed unwilling to try anything but the missionary position. It was not the wildest and most memorable sex I had ever had. She spent the night and we made gentle love the next morning. Over the next week or two Karen and I spent a lot of time together.. So we're what Mom sometimes refers to as big fish in a very small pond, all because of her.Mom's easy charm transfers well to me, I think. I'm not as attractive in every possible way that Mom is. I'm 21, big-and-strong by tough dude standards (which I am not, but several of my friends are), possess a great smile I inherited from Mom, and I love to laugh. I do it a lot. And even more fun, I can make other people laugh. Especially Mom. I can get her laughing until she pees. Kind of a regular goal. I figured that by the time I landed, got my luggage and my rental car, I would have to head straight out to make my appointment, rather than checking into the hotel first. Since I did have some time on my hands after getting through security, I headed to a restaurant close to my gate, where I had some breakfast. Then I went to my gate and boarded the plane. After we landed, I made my way to my appointment and left feeling very good about the interview. From there, I headed to the bridal shop.