" Well, when you're right, you're right..." Jean replied. "I'm slow, but I'm not stupid. You presented a pretty convincing case -- I'm gonna buck up a...d stop acting like a fool, because it messes up the man I..."Lon eyed her. "You might as well say it..." Love..." Jean mused for a second on the word and its meaning to her, then changed up: "How about sixty-nine, for starters? That will get everything nice and wet..." She draped herself back on the bed."Sure..." Lon wasn't used to winning. The only visitor was a pizza delivery boy, who had similar looks like me, who brought my lunch.As mom came back, she came directly to my room while I played games on the computer. She asked me why I did not go to the basketball practice, to which I said I am without undies.She giggled and hugged me from behind and pressed her pointed boobs to my back and said,” Tomorrow we’ll get you the undies. This time, I will get you good ones which will last longer. I know you need bigger ones now”.I was. She parted her legs and I saw her pussy lips hanging down covered in love juice from this morning.I ran my hand up her leg until I cupped her pussy lips in the palm of my hand, gently massaging her lips my fingers slipped inside her. Standing back up I was able to slid my fingers all the way along her slit, her fanny started to gyrate on my hand.Undoing the clips on my overalls with one hand, I let them fall to the floor while massaging her pussy. Our cum from this morning was still thick and. The sight of her in skirts and heels always made my heart jump. I started thinking of her a lot. And yes, that meant sexually. I imagined almost every scenario possible that we would have sex. None of it was happening, of course, but that didn’t mean my mind didn’t work overtime figuring out how to get her out of those sexy suits.The following weekend, after another night out with the guys, I found myself at home, somewhat drunk, and feeling devilish. Despite my previous vows not to log.