“Come here, Brad I’ll help you with your jeans,” she mentioned, waving him over. Brad hesitantly went to her, and Karen put her hands on the but...on of his jeans and began to undo them.“Mom, I’m not a little boy anymore, I can undo my own pants,” he said, looking down at her and down her top at her revealing breasts.“I know you’re not, you proved that to me in the front seat of Vicky’s Hummer. You are a very big boy from what I saw earlier. Now let’s see you prove how much of a young man you. Mine was a guy named Tim who was a second year graduate student at the business school. He was very smart and had a great job lined up in Korea with a large company upon graduation. Like me, he was into sports so we played basketball together and became pretty close right away even though he was religious and a bit too proper.One afternoon, he was at my apartment to watch a game together before heading out to meet some others for dinner. I was getting some stuff from the kitchen so he turned on. ‘Don’t say it like that,’ he said, looking uncomfortable. ‘Well? I’m putting that bandage on you because it’s my fault! I’m taking responsbility for it in case you decide to think that I owe you or something,’ I said, thinking quickly. ‘Don’t worry. You don’t owe me anything,’ he said. ‘Either I force you down and bandage you or you let me do it and things won’t get violent. What’s your choice?’ I snapped again. James was silent, thinking hard. He gulped. ‘Fine. You…you can do it.’ ‘Good.. You close your eyes as you continue to stroke like it’s a real cock. You open your eyes and smile when you see a little fear in my eyes. You know we’ve talked about doing this many times but now that it is about to happen for real I’m having second thoughts. You start to feel a little bad for me but then you remember Wednesday night and you smile again. You know I deserve this. You move behind me and without warning push a lubed finger all the way up my ass. You finger me for a few seconds.