"Hi, uh, morning, Mom." I sort of turned my head, just a little."Just you and me today, huh?" Mom was walking around my room, picking up dirty clothes... "You wanna do something?" Huh?" I turned over a little more, as I pressed my cock flat against my stomach, like I didn't have a huge hard-on hiding under my sheets at all."Me and you?" Mom smiled, "Do something together?" And she was wearing that big old Minnie Mouse t-shirt that she liked to wear around the house. It came down halfway to her. His eyes explored her familiar body. He could tell that she was not wearing a bra or panties under her sheer black dress. Just like he liked it.The drive back to his house was filled with more idle chat and light innuendo. He asks her about her husband and she asks about his wife. Both of whom have failed to fulfill their needs and have no idea what they will be doing this weekend.When they arrived at his house, the tone changed. He ordered her into the house and she instantly obeyed. She. Her legs quivered fitfully long after her forehead, eyelids, and lips had taken on the immobile sofness of sleep." ---------------------------------------------------"He lay on her and she immediately wanted to be taken as much as he wanted to take her. She opened her sex herself, with her finger tips. She guided his glans and helped it to plunge into her. Her knees rose, flanking his body, while his hardened organ sank into her belly as it had sunk into her throat a short. “Becci, please don’t cry. I am sure things aren’t as bad as they seem right now. And if you have to stay another year at least we will get to see each other again.” He said laughing, trying to lighten the mood.“I’m sorry. I just don’t want all my friends to leave and me still be here. I would have always come back to see you though” she replied trying to hold back the tears.Becci then wrapped her arms around him, placing one hand in the middle of his muscular back while the other sat just above.