" We both start giggling hard. And the cabbie obliges andwe make to the restaurant in under 20 minutes. I slip the driver a $20from my purse and we...walk into the restaurant.Walking in with my head held high and my shoulders back I stride right upto the hostess stand. I wait for a moment before a hostess comes up,"How many tonight ladies, just the two of you?" Yes," I say, "and if possible could we be sat Katie Fahey's section?" I don't see it being a problem. Let me check and see what's. He had me read some of the milder 'Loving Wives' stories at first, and then gradually led me into some stronger stuff, especially the i****t stories. I was shocked at first and a little disturbed at my husband's interests but soon I found that I too was most aroused by the themes and situations depicted in the hot stories of mothers seducing their own sons.As we got more comfortable talking about the subject, James started making comments and teasing me about our son. I had never really thought. I bite, nibble and lick at her clit, bringing her up to the edge. "C'mon! Eat Me!" she shouts at me, almost at the top of her lungs. So I do it. I stick my tongue in her pussy then draw it out and suck on her pussy lips. I bite her clit and suck on it the best it can. My face is covered in saliva and Nike's cunt juice; the warm, wet juice runs down my chin and onto my throat.I bring my arms around Nike and reach for her ass. I grab at her butt and knead it harshly, then I start playing. "My mom would not have been nearly as protective as Ryan--but then again,Ryan wasn't a boy-magnet like Tasha. That's when I knew I had to tell her."Mom, I need to get ready. I'm going to the dance tonight." We need to talk about this. You don't need to go to the dance." Ummm....he's picking me up at seven." Who?" Mike. Mike Gordon."My mom didn't look too happy, but she said, "I want to meet him first."I could feel Tasha' s frustration building in my brain. The funny thingwas, the "Ryan" part of.