I had to laugh hysterically at this and wondered how any work was now getting done at all! Morale was apparently still very, very good among our emplo...ees. Soon, though, Marsha began to squirm very impatiently and before I knew it I was being towed out the front door after making some very hasty farewells as Marsha rushed me back home and into our house as fast as she could, and the trail of clothing started right at the front door. There was no conversation whatsoever for quite a long time, as. My heart went out to her. Whatever devastation caused her this pain, it had significantly impacted her. Finally her sobbing subdues and I spoke. ‘Can I give you a lift home?’ ‘I can’t go home tonight.’ Her response was muffled as her head was still in my chest. ‘Oh. How about a hotel or a friend’s house?’ She tilted her head slightly up, to where her eyes focused on my neck and chin. ‘I don’t have any money and all my friends are out.’ I’m an idiot. Of course she can’t go home, the asshole. Then the sound of footsteps coming towards me, I had waited too long.I half ran down the landing to my room and closed the door, then stood still, safe behind the door. My prick was so stiff it ached; with one hand on the door handle, I stroked my cock with the other. Suddenly, I felt movement on the door handle; I just knew my mother was holding the other side.I looked down; under the door, I could see the shadow of her legs. Was she waiting to surprise me, cock in hand? What would I do? What. She held the panties out and I stepped into them. She pulled them outextra slowly, making sure to caress my legs. I breathed in sharply andclosed my eyes, feeling my cock get hard already. As she pulled mypanties all the way up, she lightly fondled my cock and balls."How do they feel?" she whispered."They feel good, Ma'am," I replied."Good. You do NOT have permission to touch yourself," she laughed.As she fastened the bra and rolled the stockings up my legs, sheexcitedly told me about Rob's and.