. now sounding more insecure than teasing. I moved out from underneath the sink for a second time and said, "Mom, don't even go there. You're the most...beautiful woman in the world." She smiled, "You're just saying that." "Mom, every one of my friends wants to fuck you," I insisted, now focused only on convincing my mother she was a hot fucking MILF, which somehow eased the awkwardness I was feeling. Far better to focus on how sultry my Mom was becoming than to attempt to deal with the maelstrom. But things went all wrong when I "accidentally" let slip some rather embarrassing information about Jesse's past. She giggled at some, and seemed interested in me. Or at least in what I was saying. I told her that he'd only had like three girlfriends before her, serious girlfriends anyway, and how he said he'd had sex with two of them but that I thought he might be lying, and that it was only one. Or perhaps none. Sure he was a nice guy-- that's why I was friends with him. I just hoped she was. Especially since we'd just met, and she was just letting me know in no uncertain terms what she enjoyed seeing, and why. "Anyway, like I told you earlier, you have a nice looking cock, and I've been wondering all evening long what it would look like when it finally squirted, so ... you interested?"After two hours of sitting there with an erection in the first place, and now this ... I was once again very hard, walking next to her, realizing we were headed back to her place, where I was actually. " "Hey Robert, they certainly did a number on you. Howdid you fit in that dress?" "Hey, if you see Roberta around,tell her that about three guys want to ask her out."I didn't think much of the incident after that. I hadpractically forgotten about it when I got the call next week.I had been sitting at home after school when the phone rang.When I picked it up and said hello, I nearly fell out of myseat. "Hello yourself," came a familiar voice."Brenda?" I nearly jumped out of my seat with joy."Of.