She removed thetowel and used it to dry my hair and then used a blow dryer andbrush until it was barely damp. While she was drying my hair Iwas starin... at myself in the mirrors and as she fluffed my hairout the excitement I had been feeling seemed to grow even more. Perhaps because of the excitement or maybe fear I had begun totremble and now was actually shaking. She began removing traysof different items from the cabinets and placed them along thetop in convenient reach. We were now joined. Pretty soon both of us were stiff and thick, fisting our shafts as we stared at the nasty action on the TV screen."Man, I haven't jerked off next to another guy since I was in the service, in boot camp," he confessed."What other nasty things did you do in boot camp?" I purred as he gave me a long, deep look, but said nothing.After a few minutes more of this I just couldn't hold back anymore. "Hey, how about we switch," I said. "I reach over and take hold of yours, and you take hold of. "I only fuck my husband so don't get any funny ideas." "I'm sorry Ann, really, I think I just got a little carried away."Ann looked at me with her arms on her hips with a "no shit" look on her face."It's just...well you are just so beautiful...and your body...it's justso overwhelming," I managed."Well, at least you know how to apologize," but I could tell that shewas still a little mad. "Like I said, I only fuck my husband, so please."I thought she was going to brush by and put her clothes on,. .. until her eldest child became bolder and told her to lift her nightgown to her waist. She remembered how scared she was that her virile young strong son was going to rape her because she was powerless to resist his instructions. Instead, he told her to touch herself, to bring herself to orgasm even while her husband and her two other children slept. The fear soon turned to a desire, a need, for his eyes upon her, for his voice to tell her what to do - all the while she silently asked her son.