She smiled as she dismissed me. ?You?ve been a very good little sluttonight. Now go clean up and take your position back at the bar.?My heart missed a...beat. She said, ?a very good little slut?, she actuallyused the words ?very good?; it was all I could do not to skip out of theroom.++++++++With a quick almost imperceptible glance at the security black cameraglobe, the teller looked at me, then my account showing on her screen,then back at me. ?Mr. Spencer, that?s an awful lot of money, an. . there is no going back."A smiles spread across her face as she realized she didn't want to. Why should she. She was happy now, and satisfied both sexually and mentally with this new relationship with her son."So my son fucks me... so what. As long as no one else find out what's the harm really."Janice looked into the face of her son as he laid sleeping. He looked so cute... so innocent. It was hard for her to believe he was the same person that had ridden on top of her like a wild-man for. Shame and humiliation consumed me as I realized that I had given myself away. He now knew I wanted it as much as he did. He quickly shucked his shorts kicking them away and hugged me tightly to his naked sex. His huge erection poked and then slid up on my stomach skin against skin as I gasped suddenly confused and afraid. ‘Take off your pants,’ he whispered urgently. I clutched the sink breathlessly too afraid to comply or even move as his hands tried ineptly to undo my jeans. Impatiently he. She felt miserable for screaming at him when all he was doing was trying to figure her out. Not only figure her out, but also establish a relationship. Even though they were inside his home, she had humiliated him by throwing his affections back in his face. Hearing the girls in the washroom had started ugly ideas in her mind that were unnecessary. She’d created out of her own uncertainty—emotions that he had done nothing to encourage, and she should have been disregarded. She didn’t need to.