He knew his mom was horny as he heard her play with herself at night. One day she was home relaxing in a tight t-shirt and short shorts. She looked ho.... He watched her tits strain the t-shirt and her ass show below the shorts. He was wearing a tight bikini bathing suit and no shirt. The suit was tight against his oversized cock. When he walked in the room his mom stared at his crotch. He knew she admired the size. He bumped his cock against her leg. She did not jerk away and he knew she liked. But, I didn't let that stop me from asking her to the Winter Formal. Being somewhat shy, I recognized that in others, so, in spite of my friends' warnings, I asked her out. To my mild surprise, she accepted, so here I was. "Come on in. I have to fix my makeup, but I'll only be a minute, OK?" Oh, sure. You really don't need it, but, take your time"She turned and smiled, blushing slightly, then hurried off to the powder room to finish getting ready. "So, I understand you're a senior," came this. I had never thought of boys that way. For sure I was a sucker for a boy in uniform, but a boy in a nice schoolgirl uniform, a nurse uniform, a cheerleader or maid was what did it for me. Pretty make-up and pouting lips, maybe a hint that the creature beneath the outfit was not 100% female, that was all. Nothing manly or macho had ever been in my thoughts.What was going on here? The boy in this uniform was tall and hard bodied, square jawed and rugged. His uniform was all male, all American,. She was too weak to know. ‘Figure anything out?’ I asked. ‘No, but I feel better about it,’ she replied and followed with a kiss. One of her passionate kisses that made my blood boil. ‘How about a picnic by the river?’ I asked. I knew the answer, but I loved asking the question. ‘That sounds wonderful,’ Amber smiled. I unplugged the soldering iron, capped the flux and we headed out to the kitchen. Peanut butter and jelly. Not a fancy feast, but very nice if you go light on the jelly. I always.