"But Mom... you really want me to do it right now? in front of you?" I stammered."Don't worry son, it's only natural, boy's get hard-ons and they need...attention. It doesn't bother me at all. Now we don't have long so come on!" "Ok mom, if you really want me to." I resigned myself to her request, she was in charge after all, and my erection wasn't putting up any fight. I hurriedly striped my jeans down and tossed them on to the carpet. "And the shorts! Come on, I hear you doing it every night -. Who the hell cameup with that name?, Stanton wondered. But she wasrelieved to concentrate on her figurative cover ratherthan her uncovered figure. “And where’r you from, Shelby?” “Springfield,” Stanton answered. “Well, Shelby, I don’t know what they teach you inSpringfield, but when I say ‘Strip’, I mean it down tothe bone. Now keep on goin’.” Stanton quickly unhooked her bra and rolled herpanties off her legs. The skin itched. As for my sexual side, I was always curious and although I never considered myself overly sexual, I did like to try new things. In some cases that can lead to complications but I never really cared what other people thought about my decisions. If we did that none of us would try anything. The opinions of family and friends, that is what matters to me. I met my husband through a friend who was dating another guy in the air force. We hit it off right away and when I told him I didn't really like. It felt so good, so warm, but it was on my clitoris! It startled me, I must have jumped a little.My husband whispered, “It’s ok, just go with it, doesn’t it feel good?”At that moment I realized it was Dr. Woods’ tongue tickling my clitoris, and my husband saying it was ok!Wow! A dream come true! I was going to make the most of this!I reached down to touch his soft wavy hair, and run my fingers through it, another dream come true!He was good with his tongue! And was really getting into it. Just.