She had bought the crib and made up the nursery, but always kept me in bed with her. I'm sure dad was not happy about it. After dad died, she never...kicked me out. For me, it was normal and it never felt odd. I always loved it when mom would hug me while we watched TV in bed. I felt safe and comfy. She was the big spoon with me bundled up in her arms as the little spoon. By the time I was in high school, I had grown taller than her. I had joined the football team and my friends and I. " Was her greeting to me in a dead flat tone."I haven't been in here in a while. I thought your desk was closer to the urinals honey." She said as she surveyed the restroom while still slightly embracing Joe Benson."Paula, I think Peter wants assurance that you're my whore." What part of me being a whore for him don't you understand honey?" My wife said looking me straight in the eyes. "Here let me show you Peter dear." She sat in the chair where Joe had previously put his foot, moved it. I just smiled at her. I was trying to pull her tube top but forced my hands down and pulled the top by herself. The view in front of my eyes was really sexy. She had worn a lavender colored bra and that was just adding to her oomph factor. I moved my hands to her breasts and pressed them hard.She left out a soft moan as I did it. Then, I held her by her hands and pinned her down on the bed and went on top of her and started kissing her cleavage. I was rubbing my lips on her cleavage. This time. . if you want I could ... I could pretend to be your girlfriend for a couple hours. All you have to do is give me like two hundred dollars, and I’ll suck your cock! You can’t fuck me since I’m not on the pill yet.”Tommy didn’t hesitate. He took out his billfold, and took two one-hundred-dollar bills out, and gave them to me. I took them and put them in my purse. “Tommy, do you carry that much money with you to school?”“Yes, sometimes more, you never know when you need some money.”“Tommy, it’s.