It's been a long time since I've had a really frank discussion with you about the things you're thinking about. Deep down inside, I suppose I still th...nk of you as my little boy." That's okay," Henry shrugged."Henry, let me ask you a personal question: Do you think a lot about sex these days?"Margaret shifted sideways on the bed, her tits jiggling under the negligee, staring at at him. Henry blushed and looked away."Well, yeah. I guess I do." I'm sure it's been quite awhile since you reached. He seemed a bit embarrassed. “Why, David, did you have a crush on me?” He nodded.That’s when a wave of desire and affection, spurred bymy husband’s shameful drunkenness overwhelmed me. I putmy arms around his neck, pressed my body tightly tohis, and rubbed my mound against his crotch. Again Ikissed him, this time slipping my tongue between hiseasily parted lips and whipping it around inside hismouth. I felt movement in his crotch and pressed evenharder against him.. At mid-afternoon the restaurant was empty, the tables set for the dinner service with white tablecloths and full cutlery and wineglasses. The walls held images of the Acropolis, a statue or two, and other traditional scenes from Greece. Except that unlike the usual tourist-oriented cheesy posters these were original prints, modern, almost abstract, watercolor and pen-and-ink. The suggestion of a nude nymph or two gave a piquant, even slightly naughty, touch to the room.Two waiters fiddled with. With my dick in my hand i leaned against the door to peep at my mom. To my surprise the door opened. She screamed in fright as i fell with my dick in my hand. She covered herself with a towel. I got up slowly embarrassed. She looked at me very angry and asked how long this has been going on. I told her the whole story while in the meantime the look on her face became more .I did not know what to do next but before i could think she ordered me to get up and put my hand behind my back. I was now.