Later that afternoon, I pulled in the driveway, and opened the door of my candy apple red Volkswagen Jetta which I had saved up to buy. After a little...more than five minutes of getting in the door, I heard the doorbell ring and immediately knew that it was Nick. I ran down the stairs to quickly open the door, and was greeted by Nick, with a smile and a big box of paperwork. I welcomed him inside my house, and led him to the living room couch. "So, do you want anything to drink? Water or. He continued pumping his perfection and then reached his hand over to my tits. His fingers were all over my boobs, they were tracing every inch of them. I guess they were searching for my nipple. When his finger found my hard erect nipple, he started exploring my nipple. To help him I pulled up my top, pulled down my bra and gave him access to my tits. He was tracing my nipple, pinching it, pressing it, rubbing it, doing all form of things while he pumped his cock. What a kinky couple of fucks. I seemed like a damn skinhead biker or something. Catching their conversation, I realize he was the doorman of the nightclub. My mom, mature High School teacher dating a fucking bouncer. I almost cried. Then I start thinking that my dad as died just 8 months ago. And there she was "grieving widow with a young stud in the living room". I was having a nervous wreck. She was smiling to him so vividly while he talked, you could se she was expecting some.Then they kissed and my mom opened her mouth. Her tongue whipped wildly all over his neck and below his ears. Leaving a trail of wetness she traced her tongue down his chest to his nipples. Darren wanted to touch her. He ran his large strong hands through her mane of long red hair. He could smell her sex and wanted it badly. Both wanting to please the other so badly it became a wrestling match. They rolled around in each others arms giggling with delight. But fun was not the only thing they would share tonight. Passion soon took over.