It's not everyday a man gets to speak frankly with a beautiful woman." Now you're making me blush again," she teased. She felt butterflies in her stom...ch and she took a quick sip of wine to settle her growing angst. She felt more attracted to him with each passing moment and she was glad he knew that she was a married woman with no intention of cheating on her husband.They continued to chat and flirt as the minutes turned into hours. He was a great storyteller and he held her gaze as he regaled. Glasses required."Where're your glasses?" he asked."Contacts," she said."You were going pretty fast back yonder." Uh huh. I'm in a hurry. Just give me the ticket." Got'a check. Might be a stolen car. Why don' you step out here, Mrs. Sparks." It's Miss Sparks and what for?" Routine," he said, unlimbering his handcuffs, and opening the car door.Out she stepped, showing her tight-fitting shorts, long legs, toned abdomen and her thin-soled, ankle-strap sandals as well as her beautifully rounded. My knees completely buckled, I fell back hitting the bed with my bare ass. The blood had left my extremities and was charging towards my skull and cock. My head pounded. I could see my cock throbbing. I was flat on my back, not a clue as to how I got here. The tipped up lighting slashed off the mirrors and blinded me. I felt my stomping boots being pulled from my feet. Then my leather pants were taken off. Surrender was coming for me. I could barely see. I blinked to try and clear my eyes. The. " No I'm not," she said having to control her laughter from seeing my face. "In fact, as your mother, I demand you to go have sex with her," she said and slapped me on the butt, making me let out a little yelp.I wrapped my arms around her in a big hug and kissed her. "You're the best." I turned and took a few steps before realizing something and turned back around. "But what about you?"She laughed again. "You don't have to worry about me, honey. We have a closet full of sex toys and sexy.