Farrow assured me that I was still her boyfriend which took much of the sting out of my disappointment. After the tea and cookies, Mrs. Farrow led a s...iling young boy to her bedroom, she sucked my cock, stripped naked and spread her legs for me. When I think back on that day I realize it was the thought of losing Mrs. Farrow that was the bigger disappointment. Mrs. Farrow was my teacher, the one that liked to take her time and play in bed and of course, sucked my cock.I understand now that. Mothers and sons do not feel this way about each other. Oh sure, some crazy doctor, a hundred years ago, had written some theory's about mothers and their sons - but what was my excuse?As in so many things, since my husband left me, I blamed him. His weakness for a younger, prettier and more voluptuous woman sickened me. His final, parting, words taken as fact, so that I never went out, never dated, and told myself that I hated men. Mostly, though I simply did not trust them - all except my. Early the next week we went out for lunch.As she ate her sandwich I could not keep my eyes of her breasts and clevage.Suddenly she looked up and caught me in the act and just smiled opening another button of her blouse to improve the view.I said that I would like to have a night out with her and she said she would like that but her parents would never allow her out at night on her own.How about we both take tomorrow off go to my home near the beach and we could spend the day together.She. "Hi" I said.She looked over to me. "Hi" she replied."I don't believe that I've seen you here before" I said, trying not to sound too corny in my approach."I guess you haven't. I'm passing through here for work" she said."Oh, really. What work is that?" I inquired."I'm a model. I've got some photoshoots over the next few days" she told me.I thought that I had scored big time here. "Wow, that's cool" I said, trying to play it cool as possible. "I'm Paul, by the way" I said."Nice to meet you,.