Does that mean I can fantasize about you?”I was taken by surprise. I had never thought about the fact that Mom would be turned on by the idea. Would...she really think about me while she masturbated? Does she even masturbate? That was silly, she had been single for years. I should have guessed that she masturbates.“Sure, I mean if you want.”She smiled, and her hand traveled down my chest. Her motherly touch suddenly turned into something else.“If we’re both going to fantasize about each other,. .. I shuddered.My new mind searched for some way to recompense. The best it could come up with was to thank them for obliging me, so that would have to do.I think I may have looked a little guilty when I said, "Thank you very much Roya, that was very pleasurable," then I leaned over and kissed her, a soft gentle kiss, hopefully one displaying genuine gratitude."You are... welcome Dac... but I only did as I was told." Roya responded obviously uncertain as to how she should reply.Roya's. ..elle s'aproche doucement de moi et me dit, "que sublime?"je ne savait plus quoi répondre et la je ne sais pas pourquoi mais je me suis mis a l'ambrasser sur la joue!elle le fait aussie et je lui dit "pour tout avouer ca me fait beaucoup d'effet"elle descendi la main et toucha ma bite qui bander,je me senter trés géner.je posa ma main sur ses fesses et l'autre sur ses hanches et elle me dit que ca lui faisait du bien d'étre carresser!elle m'embrassa sur la bouche et la se fut parti!on commanca. I have everything I need and no burden to carry home with me each night. If I lack anything, it is companionship, and I suppose, love. I don’t think I’ve ever been in love. At least, nothing that I thought was that special feeling I should expect. I wondered what it would be like, and if I would know when it happened. I assumed, from all I read and heard, that I would. So here I was, the following Saturday, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the two women. I was surprised at my sense of relief.