My friend jim set me up with three business men who work in an office. they came over to his house a week ago and came in the living room sat down an... waited to see the bi guy who wanted to suck off their cocks.each one paid a fee to jim in which i receive seventy percent after the party. the fee was one hundred dollars for a blow job with swallow, or fifty dollars with spit the cum out. i approached the men and asked who wants to be first, a short fat man in a suit said, i would like to go. Is it?" N-n-no, mom."Hear it comes, I thought."No it isn't," her voice broke and I felt my heart sink as I thought she was going to cry. I had never in my life seen my mother cry and now I was the reason for her sorrow.I raised my head to apologize to her. She was suppressing a laughter! She saw me look at her and couldn't hide her laughter anymore."How in heavens... How could you..." and she started to laugh so much that she doubled over. I looked at her I couldn't see anything funny about it.. “No.”“What do you mean, no?” she huffed.“I mean, you need to heal and get better,” I smiled. “We get to dote on you and make you feel awesome.”“OK,” she pouted. “But only because I really like you.”“I really like you too,” I said. I could go with ‘really like’ for months. Let the first impressions and bubbling new relationship energy burn off before I took the words further. I realized I’d have to be the one saying the words first. These girls, they were unprepared. They were about to have. "Suit yourself," I said taking her glass, and then once again headed downstairs again.As I stood opening yet another bottle of wine, I could hear the sound of mom and dad's voices as they slowly began nearing the shore. And though I couldn't as yet hear what they were saying, it was evident they were on their way back. I grinned evilly, a whole new idea coming to mind. I left the glasses on the counter, quietly and slowly climbing the steps back up to the deck, stroking my cock as I did so. I.