He was shorter than Gareth, but was nearly as well toned as he was. His chest and abs looked well worked out. His thighs were smaller than his and The...’s, but were hairier. Gareth actually decided that his hairy legs turned him on quite a lot as he imagined his cum dripping through the hairs. Morning Stephen, said Gareth. Good morning sir, replied Stephen, how can I serve you? How about a blow job, Gareth said casually. Of course sir, but I’ll need to be un-cuffed to give the best I can. Gareth. "Right, I'm having a new Mercedes delivered very soon, so I'd like you to go home and change, have you a dark suit?" Several sir." I smiled."Yes well, get a taxi back here, charge it to the company, and when you get back, we'll go over your duties." Very good, sir." Oh, by the way, you'll be driving to Glasgow tonight." Glasgow?" Yes Glasgow, it's a little place on the Clyde you know." Yes sir, I believe we have a hotel or two there." Right then, off you go."I was back within two hours to find. I didn't have as much cum this time, but I still got off just as hard. Once I recovered, I took the sock and its mate down to wash them in a load of whites before Mom got home.I felt guilty, but something had broken loose inside me. Somewhere between Mom's bikini, the sexy pictures of her, and that video, I had finally - completely - admitted to myself that I was hot for her. It was cold comfort knowing that I'd only have a harder time not thinking about it when I was around her. I turned on. She pulled them away and sat up, drawing them up to her chest. “Í hate it when you get all mad, but your wrinkled forehead is so cute,” Matt said in an obvious attempt to win her over. “Just go Matt.” Binky got out of bed and stormed from the room. Reaching the bathroom she tugged the door open before slamming it hard behind her. Sitting on the toilet seat, she felt tears of frustration sting her eyes. Angrily she wiped them away as she heard the apartment door shut announcing Matt’s.