Waiting for the answers made me very nervous.It turned out there wasn’t much reason to feel jittery. Weeks passed and I didn’t get a single damn a...swer from any of the girls. I was starting to wish mom would come hold my hand again, but that caused certain other images come flashing to my mind and I tried to make them go away until I finally decided to do something about this obsession.“Could we talk again, mom. Tonight, just the two of us,” I said to her one evening, wanting to clear the air. " A beautiful girl like you?" You haven't met my father. The way he protects me, I'm damned to be a spinster."I was just about to ask her more about it when the sommelier arrived with a list of wines. There were five of them and since I knew nothing about them I picked the most expensive one. He nodded and informed us that our food and wine would arrive soon."A good choice," Sean whispered to me and smiled. I smiled back. I had a feeling that she actually knew quite a bit about wine."How long. He moaned as he started to jerk his cock."What are you doing Simon?" Brenda asked sharply. "Are you... touching yourself?" Her voice took on a faintly disgusted tone."Yes." Simon groaned, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as his hand continued to stroke his needy cock."Ewww!" Brenda squealed. "I'm not sitting here listening to you jerk off. Call a phone sex line and pay like all the other pervs. I'll call you tomorrow." There was a click as she hung up the phone. Simon shuddered with shame,. I had lost track of when that occurred but I got up to pee when I heard mom yell from her room.I was still naked when I opened the door to hear her soothing voice, “There, you are. Come on in. Let’s talk about the evening for a minute.”I covered my nipples with my hands as I was a little embarrassed. Mom’s waist was under the blanket, her hair was tied back into a messy bun, wearing her dark rimmed glasses and reading her emails on her laptop. As I approached the other side of the bed, she.