Even the few dates I went on seemed uninteresting. I didn't know what was the matter with me, but some one else did — my father. He and I really did...'t get along and as far as I was concerned it was all his fault. He had come home from War Two, stayed with my mom and me for about two months and then he split. One day he left for work and never came home. Six months later he was back. He and my mom disappeared into their bedroom and I heard them talking most of the night and in the morning it. “The fact that you are having this honest conversation with me is more than I could have hoped for. I was just curious, Ma’am,” she replied.“Did you WANT me to be your Mistress?” I asked. It seemed like my mom was suggesting she wanted me to take a leadership role in her life. The thought kind of scared me because even though I love her, I had absolutely no doubt I would be completely corrupted by power. I’d have been a merciless overseer when the mood suited me, but most of the time, I would. We reached there and started dancing.. initially, I maintained a distance while dancing but taking advantage of the situation I went closer and closer. My hands were touching her body…I moved my hands all over her back and held her waist…she dint mind that as it was quite normal…after some time we began walking towards our rooms…I was very horny…we entered the elevator…n only the two of us were der…all of a sudden I held her by her waist..pushed her towards the side and kissed her on her. Her hands on her generous tits, pinching and pulling the nipples through the borrowed tee we gave her. I shrugged a little and kept fucking my girl. Turning her over and making her moan and scream. We sucked and fucked for hours, finally falling asleep around dawn. The next day was great we all just hung out and drank a little and enjoyed a peace and quiet we didn't usually get. Sitting at the table having dinner, Theresa mentioned hearing us getting it on and coming out of her room to watch. .