I parked and the tow truck parked right beside me. What do I do? I decided to go for it. I got out of my car – titties in full view and climbed into...the cab of the tow truck. We were total strangers caught up in the moment. He was black and I am very pale white, but that made no differenceHe was eagerly waiting for me to get into the truck. He groped for my breasts and pulled off my clothes. He started kneading them, sucking on them, twirling my nipples between his fingers. He managed to say,. I live at home with my older s****r, Sara, and my mom, Janice. It has been just the three of us since my mom divorced seven years ago. After her divorce, my mom never really dated much and kept to herself socially for the most part. I guess that’s where I get my own shy streak from. Her friends became more prominent around our house and things always seemed to be pretty quiet and uneventful. My mom’s best friend was Margaret, a forty-something brunette who taught English at a local high. I quickly closed the door to muffle the sound. When she came out of the bathroom, she had discarded both her skirt and her thong. Standing just inside the living room, she discarded her blouse and her bra as I watched. “Do you like?” “Very much.” At the sight of her nubile body, I forgot my discomfort at having sex with her. I could see why Jim was so enamored. Her breasts were high and large filling her chest area and spilling onto her abdomen. Her aureoles were light, almost. ‘Yeah, I’m fine, no worries’ I said, and continued walking. ‘Weird’ said one of the girls as they walked on. ‘was that a guy?’ asked the other. I couldn’t hear the reply. As fast as my feet could carry me, I made my way towards the bridge I needed to walk under. A car drove past and honked the horn, but kept going. I quickly ran under the bridge and then banked left onto the grass part beside the river bank. This was usually dark and empty at this time of night. The wet grass soaked the soles.