At first I sort of got red faced and stammered acompliment, which made her giggle and tell me how cute I was. Well Ididn?t want to be cute. I was a ...uy. I wanted to be macho. Butsomething began to stir in me that said, "Cute is good!"After a while mom took things to another level. You see, I made a pointof being around whenever she did her nails, and she made a point ofnoticing my being there. Sometimes she would tease me about wanting topaint my own nails (talk about hitting close to. I replied-Yes. she told- Lets hangout tonight. I told- Ok.Around 9 pm we met at a lounge near MG Road.Since it was Saturday, it was heavily crowded. We were waiting for our table and talking casually. Then finally around 10 pm we got a table. We started talking about each other. She told me many things about herself and I also did the same. Then she asked me – Do you have a GF. I replied- No.Then we ordered some beers and after having beer she asked me for a dance. Instantly she told me to hold. She had these smallish tits with great nipples but her ass more then made up for that. She arrives we say hi I give her a few minutes to get settled in and then firmly I say get on your knees. I unzipped my pants and looked down on her and told her to lick my cock. She reaches for it like to suck it and gently slapped her and said you greedy lil whore I said lick it. Now you should know she loved being called dirty names plus she had daddy issues so the whole time she referred to me as daddy.. I wondered if that could be because she didn’t want me to hear their words of endearment after fucking. God, how I wanted to make love with her after watching that! I woke in the morning with a serious case of morning wood. Replaying that video in my mind didn’t help make it go away either! Later at work I called Ginger. I hadn’t mentioned Eric to Michelle over the weekend because I knew I needed to talk to Ginger first. I asked her if she was free for lunch, and she agreed to meet me at my.