I didn't hesitate. "Nope. I can follow you to your house. Let's go," I said.It took about a half hour to get there. By the time we made it to Bridget'... house, it was just after 10am. I wasn't even remotely tired, considering we'd just worked an eight hour shift overnight.We walked into the house, she closed the door behind me, turned around, and walked up to me.Bridget kissed me. It was immediate. I felt the sparks. We started kissing in the main hallway of her house."Anyone home?" I finally. "You've got me hot now,honey. You better finish what you started. Don't be shocked. I'm not the only son screwing his sexy momthese days. Where the hell do you think they got the term"mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since thatdelightful afternoon when I discovered that a middle-aged woman hasthe experience and the desire to show a young man around the bed inways that a younger girl could never dream of. The fact that themiddle-aged woman in question was my own mother. I'd been in chat for around half an hour when a private message popped up, it was Tel,"are you ready slut?" he asked. I replied yes i was and he said "good well i shall expectto see your tight ass and mouth here in half an hour slut" and logged off.I sat for a minuteor so feeling the aniticipation of getting more cock as i had noticed i was thinking about cock,taking cock in my ass and mouth on many occasions ove the last few weeks and it was alittle worrying but also incredibly arousing for. The second date would be challenging because of the corona virus. It wasn’t until three weeks later that his wife would be out of town and I could come over. Wasn’t sure how I felt about going to his home but I agreed. The day before he called me and asked if I’d checked my email yet, I hadn’t. He said I should check and If there were any issues to please let him now. In my email was something like a script. He wanted to fulfill my fantasy of getting pregnant and some dirty talk that I didn’t.