We'd spoke for a while, maybe a month or two, always talking about what would happen if we were to ever meet up. He only lived an hour and a half away...from me but I never thought we would actually meet. I'd just finished work at 6pm and checked my messages as I always did, it was no surprise to see that I had a message from him (let's call him James for the purpose of this story), it read "I got out work early, put a skirt on and forget the underwear, see you in an hour babe ". My stomach. I instantly knew what it was. It wasn't long before we saw two fingers poke through the hole as I got down on my knees to look. My mom knocked on the wall a couple times and stuck her hand by the hole demanding that we should get the money first. I felt like such a dirty little whore with my mom there and her using me to make money, but I have to admit it was alot of fun. Suddenly, out popped $200 with a voice."That's two hundred for a blow job with no condom right?" That's right." My mom. Come on in."Female intuition – Red must have sensed something was off."Peter, why don't you finish up setting the table. The food is on the counter. I want to talk to Mich for a few minutes".They went off to their sanctum and I grabbed plates and silver ware. There was an assortment of cold cuts and breads, some nice cheese and three shrimp cocktails.Everything was set when they came out of the room. It looked like Michelle had cried. There was just a bit of red around her eyes."Ladies, what. As soon as we got through the door we were in each other’s arms and kissing with an urgency I had not had before. I realised that we had had a number of hiccups that prevented our passion for one another. Now we weren’t hampered by other people or competing demands. Mum finally felt assured that we both wanted each other and were going to let nothing impede us.I pulled her into the living room and pushed her back on the sofa still mouthing her and exchanging tongues. Pushing her skirt up her.