She managed to break her fall without hurting herself and whilst down on the floor twisted herself onto her back. This was all the opportunity Bruiser...needed. He was clearly as horny as hell from his previous days experience. Instantly his head was between her legs, up her dress and pressed onto her snatch. Shit! I thought. I expected the shit to hit the fan but instead of pushing him away his victim raised herself up onto her elbows to see what the dog was doing. Oh you naughty dog she said as. My mom was definitely noticed by men of all ages and she knew it. She was pleased by it, as a woman should be. I found myself wondering if she'd ever taken a lover, or perhaps even had one currently. I wouldn't have put it past her, based only on her appearance, but I doubted it, only because she was in love with my dad, as I well knew. "It isn't too bad." I shrugged. "The hours are flexible at least." "I understand." She nodded. We paused our conversation so we could order our lunch. The. “You have fun with that,” Kevin said, shaking my hand.“Hold up, you’re not leaving, are you? Come on, man, it’ll be a blast.”“Don’t you ever get sick of these little pranks? Maybe some of us just want a quiet night in.”“Don’t even joke about that. He who is sick of orgies is sick of life,” I quoted. Probably. I think it was a quote from somebody. Myself, at the very least. We’d had this discussion before, and I’d always won out.“Fine,” he rolled his eyes, “maybe I’ll stop by later once things. I eventually said “Richard, can we go some place more private?” I didn’t want to take him home – just in case the neighbors mentioned it to my boyfriend, who they probably knew fucked me every evening.“Can we go to your place?” I asked, looking innocently into his glasses, knowing the effect my lust-filled big eyes have on men. “Yes!”, he gasped. Soon we were in a rick and he was kissing and fondling me in it. I felt this thrill about going into this man’s house and fucking him, while also.