"Yes." I mumbled. While still glancing around to see that we were indeed alone. The windows of the car began to lightly fog. "Take it out, l...t me see your cock." he asked with a disarming smile. It was almost a plea. I pulled the leg of my shorts aside dug through my undershorts and pulled out my now hard cock. I squeezed it and began to stroke myself. pre-cum began to ooze out and dripped down my shaft. "Oh, yessssss!" the stranger hissed, his head back and his stroking. Hi, I'm Ben. This is the story about my mother and me. It begins with the familiar return from college and a difficult re-insertion into the home life that I had left four years earlier and had not been part of except for Christmas holidays and the summer after my first year. Each summer after that I had worked a dream job as part of the crew for a company chartering sailboats in the Caribbean. I did that for the first two months after graduation but, due to the sagging economy, the company was. “We were working together to find me a place to live and were talking. She asked about church and I asked for help. She was kind enough to ask me to be her guest this morning.”The man I figured was her husband grinned. “That doesn’t explain why you’re holding hands or why she has your arm now.”“I don’t think she wants me to get lost in a strange place and I’m her ride this morning.” I gave her hand that was holding on under my elbow a slight squeeze.” I grinned at her and the couple.Morgan. I came back to her bar cabinet to pour myself some whiskey and headed back to the room as I couldn’t risk her daughter coming out of her room.As I sat beside her on the bed, Shweta opened her eyes, gave me a wicked smile and got up to hug me.Me: You need to take a shower.She: I see you have already cleaned yourself.Me: Yes, take a shower and then let me know your kinks, which we can fulfill till we can.She gave me a nice and deep kiss, and she went for her shower. I was tempted to go and fuck.