Where I am now, what I am doing, with whom I am living, is not important yet. But now I am a woman in my middle age, or my 30s, having kids as well. W...erever I have ended up, I can look back at my life happily, because of where I have ended up. My present life sometimes seems harder but yet, I am happy with this, happier than what I received earlier. Yeah…so, shall we move back to the story?He woke me up at 5am. I woke up lazily. -hi hameeda--hey imad…when is the time now?--5am…i guess you. " she said falling all over herself."What the hell is that all about," I asked her. "You do know that I can not get you a raise or anything else for that matter."She laughed then said, "They told me you were brutally honest. I see that it is true. You are a bit of a legend here. There are not many female operative that actually go to war these days." We aren't at war are we?" I asked. "If we are someone should tell the troops." I meant into actual combat. Most of the female operatives tend to. “Please don’t tell me you’re going to use blackmail on me andMary.” Randy chuckled. “No. Not at all. If fact me and Kenny were going toform our own club.” This didn’t sound like it was going to be good. Hecontinued. “Yeah! We’re going to call it the Mom Swap Club. Kenny saidyou’re really hot. Loves the way you look. I think his mom Mary is reallyhot too!. So we thought we would just swap.” I couldn’t believe what I. “I can’t believe this either Mom.”I glanced up at him, smiled nervously again and gave his cock a gentle squeeze.“I know.” Up & down—Up & down… “I had no idea that…Well…I just had no idea.”“It’s so thick.” I cooed. “So big and…” I softly trailed off, as if someone might hear me saying such things to my son.I found myself wondering if he’d found a girl who would do this to him. I wondered if he’d found one that could handle it; knew what to do with it. I had never had anything that thick inside.