To this day I'm not sure why I didn't just explode and tell her to hit the road. Maybe I'm just too nice a guy. Or maybe Hildie trained me too well.I ...ent into the bathroom and needlessly adjusted my tie for several minutes. I ticked off the items in my mind.Linda definitely planned this in advance. The red dresses were an admission of that planning.She had to have known she was the one to be my escort this year and had to have talked to at least one of the other women.And yet she seemed to be. "I sat there with, I am sure, a goofy grin on my face.Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest was on the couch. I felt him pull me to him, his cock touching my ass hole. It was erotic, Jim grabbed some lubed and coat my asshole than his cock. Before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick cock deep into me. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his tongue, and relaxed my ass muscle, that he got in without any serious pain.After a bit of in and out, I felt his bush. He and his mother, hardly speaking.Amber began packing her husband's case for his trip. She walked down the hall and stopped at Tommy's bedroom. The door was open, and Tommy was on his bed staring at the ceiling."Are you alright, darling?" Amber asked in a concerned motherly tone.Tommy grunted.Amber put the clothes down she was carrying and sat on the edge of Tommy's bed, "Let's forget what happened, shall we? What do you say?"Tommy apologized, and Amber carried on with her packing. An hour or. "So. Would you like another blow job? No strings attached."He took a deep breath, and nodded.I shifted the coffee table out of the way, and moved to the floor before him. As I knelt between his feet, untying his shoelaces, I looked him square in the eye, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to. If you feel uncomfortable, say so, and we'll stop. Okay?"He nodded as I took his shoes off. I slid my hands up his jeans, on the inside of his thighs, never taking my eyes away from his. .