The work would be hard, all manual labor but, the pay would be good and the benefits as it turned out would be more than the boy could have hoped for....is dad warned him that the work would be hard and he would spend a lot of time in the hot, summer sun. The boy named Josh said he wouldn't mind working hard in the sun "It could not have been any harder than his high school football practice had been the last 4 years, the coaches worked us to death dad in the summer heat so this can't be any. “Care to dance?” she asked.“Yes why not” I replied, before following her onto the dance floor.We danced a while not really saying much Just moving to the music in sync, I felt we were looking good together in the mixed crowd of same sex dancers. I looked around for the guy she had been withat the pub noticing he was sat on a stool his eyes fixed on us both. I guessed the age to be around the late 40’s with her being slightly younger.“Your friend seems to be enjoying the view” I said just as the. ..maybe he will blindfold me, and put ear plugs in my ears so that I will not be able to see, hear or sense what he is going to do...or where he is...maybe master will have a candle burning - hinting at using the wax as pleasure and/or for punishment....maybe master will decide to kiss and lick and twist and suck and nibble my nipples and breasts - then use the nipple clamps on them...maybe master will use one of my vibrators on me...bringing me close to climax, but not allowing me the release. ." You asked..." she replied. "And now you know." Yeah, I do."She put her finger on my lips to silence me. "Not another word. We're going to sleep now. Thank you for staying in my room tonight, and for watching over me."With that said, my mother leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips. Of all the kisses she had ever given me, none of them had ever been on a place so intimate. She rested her head on my chest again, and my cock became hard. A part of me wondered if she knew that I had become.