My cock started getting hard so I started thrusting my hips a little. Next thing I knew he was slowly stroking my rock hard cock. It was then I realiz...d he was naked and was hard as well. So I reached down and started to stroke his big (he was longer & thicker than me) cock. It didn’t take long and we came at the same time. Me on my belly, he blew his load on my hip. He got up and got in the shower, I got dressed and went home .Not one word was said the whole time. About 2 years later I was. I noticed that even my mother was drinking, which was rare indeed. She appeared to be drinking liqueur; well, she was using a liqueur glass.I was standing near the bar and Peter, my friend was having a break when I casually said, "The one thing, I would love to see is my mother drunk, would that be a thing. What is she drinking Peter?" She's only drinking sherry, she specifically told all the waiters what she wanted in the way of a glass," he replied."Crafty bugger, I bet that one has lasted. Sally said nothing, expecting to be angry, but something inside her felt different, not wrong, but she felt slightly turned on. Even though he’s her son, the fact that Jack had been ogling her from behind seemed to be turning her on.Sally cancelled the thoughts from her mind, her own son, she was just imagining being turned on, it was really the thoughts of Bob that were having the sexual effect on her body, not Jack. That night and the following day though she couldn’t get the feeling from her. . um... changed my outfit a little, because he's coming to the meet..." she trailed off."I should have known a boy was involved." he said. "But sweetie, you have to understand. This is a meet, and you want them to notice your skating, not your beautiful bobbing breasts." He grinned and she blushed."So it worked? I mean... guys notice that kind of thing? Really?" she asked."You have no idea what that outfit does to a man" said Bob seriously. The men might actually award you more points, but the.