She was that kind of woman: classy, intelligent, beautiful. Who wouldn't want to be with her? I knew full well that I was still envied by my male frie...ds, probably by most other men for that matter. I'm sure she'd been hit on many times in her life but I knew she would never give any of them a second thought. I still had trouble accepting the idea that she wanted a romantic, sexual relationship with me - with me, her very own son! God, I loved her.I passed by her bedroom door, wrapped in a. " Again, the little gasp. In a softer voice I added, "I think your fear of incest is about getting pregnant," and then fell silent.She exploded, "Cripes, Billy! Pregnant! By you? Where in heck did that notion come from? That's silly. That's goofy, you know that?" She barked a nervous laugh and moved her leg again. This time I caught a fleeting glimpse of the crotch of her dark panties. The scent of her used panties was fresh in my mind and I again experienced a strong urge to bury my head. "You been mooning after your little white gal so much I don't think you've got the strength for the likes of me."Bud undid all four buttons and wrapped his hands around her bare waist. He pushed his hands under her panties and cupped the twin globes of her soft, fleshy ass. At the same time, he kissed her neck, feeling her pulse throb under his lips.He pulled his right hand away from her bottom to unsnap her bra and free her big, heavy breasts for his mouth. His lips descended on her erect. .." Hero, I know," Jeff interrupted, with frustration evident in his voice. "Seriously, if she had gotten hurt or worse, nobody would be calling me a hero, they'd be saying I was a stupid-assed vigilante. I'm lucky as hell things turned out as well as they did." I guess," came the reply. "I thought you showed a hell of a lot of guts going in there. Everybody knows you called 911 first and tried to talk your way out of it. Nobody thinks you were being a hot dog, if that's what you're worried.