Inspiration vanished. Oh but for a Muse of Fire that would ascend the highest something, something, something. I had it, I lost it. No pity, okay? No ...se crying over spilt gin and tonics. Anyhoo, this band looked tight, and when the orange and blue lights came up and pushed through the smoky haze and they started playing that first sweet phrase — Lordy! — a thrill shot through me right down to the shakras. Only two measures in and you knew they were gods. Nothing better than walking into a club. Nice "C" cup boobs, black shoulder length hair. Nice wide hips with some great tan lines. Mom has some dark pussy hair, just enough to add texture but not enough to need trimming. Mom has a nice ass for being in her early forties. As I sat there and watched as she started to work on her hair, the thought of fucking her crossed my mind. All I was wearing was a pair of boxers and my cock grew hard. Mom started to say that she would miss me once I am at college. She said she really enjoyed. So I do and show him my boobs.He then flick the key and shows me the other pic, "and this he says" ?Oh now I am thinking I am in trouble, but also excited, he is only 24.......So I pull my joggers down then my knickers and I can see he shifts in the chair.He then asks me to turn around and show the whole lot.I do and then he is behind me, his hands reach around, on grabs a boob the other slide down my belly and rub my mound and pubes, I moan, then he starts to rub me and slides a finger in. I refilled his glass and topped up my own.“You sure you want to hear this, Dad?”My turn to laugh. “You bet, Julian. Your mom and Mama Sarah want to hear it, too. Too bad they’re out.”“OK. Here goes.“The place wasn’t too busy and we we found a table right off. Far enough away from the music but close enough to the dance floor.”Julian touched my forearm.“It’s an ‘all-gender’ place, Dad, you know?”I nodded.“So it was no big deal if I danced with Harper first.”Another swallow. Once more I filled.