’ ‘Oh … work?’ ‘Nope. Just doing things to help out Yolanda … Mrs. Michaels.’ ‘Really. Well, I haven’t seen her much either. You two...keeping each other company these days?’ ‘We see each other on the weekends when I drop over to do some chores, or take the kids out riding on their bikes.’ Nick nodded knowingly. ‘Good for you. If she wasn’t so skittish, she’d make good girlfriend material.’ ‘Yeah. I have to take it very slow with her. I don’t know why she’s so nervous around me. I didn’t think I. I thought for a while before following her to the kitchen as she deposited the cups in the sink and turned around slowly obviously knowing that I was right behind her. I couldn’t recall when I had entered her kitchen during those few months I stayed there. I could see the heavy rains lashing outside through the kitchen window, nothing compared to my desires which were pouring through my eyes.“So, what brings the crazy man inside the kitchen?” She smirked although her eyes descended from my face. I used her name, as I am not her son now Linda, I need to feel your body and I need you to feel mine as well. So please give me what I want. Don’t you love me? She started to speak in louder tones, James please, I BEG YOU! YOU HAVE TO STOP!! I’m your Mother for goodness sake!! Ignoring her pleas, my hand worked its way into the waistband of her pantyhose and then under her panties. When my fingers met mom’s soft pussy, I could tell she was sexually excited even if she did not want to be.James. Soon as I did, I noticed that big cock was all hard, couldn't stop staring at it. I guess he liked me looking at it as he started rubbing it on top of his trousers. 'you look so fucking sexy tonight, saw you on the street, loved that little arse you have, kept playing with myself all the way while looking at you'this suddenly made me more horny, I started stroking my knickers, pulling them around, stretching them onto my clit. I was soaking wet.'mmm you look frustrated''Its been 5 more since i.