"? I said nothing but gulped involuntarily."I'm glad."She put her hands on my ass and rubbed. The pantyhose magnified her usual arousing touch by a te... factor. Every sense was soaring, I prayed she wouldn't stop My nerves were tight as guitar strings; my lips trembled. In my mind, I begged her to touch my hips and thighs and cock soon. "Very, very sexy," she purred. Which look, I wondered, the one with me blindfolded or the one of me in nylons. I didn't dare ask.Her voice dropped to a whisper.. I wish he wasn’t moving to Denver. I have to agree with him that there’sno immediate future for us since I’m 19 and he’s 35, but I will miss him. He’ll be busy today, training the new manager, so I don’t bother to dress as provocatively as I might have in the past. Instead of a short skirt, I opt for black jeans. Granted, they are tight, but they don’t show any skin. My white shirt is a tight cotton T with a plunging neckline and thin fabric that only vaguely shields my nipples from view…so,. You just tell me when we need to shuttle ‘er...”“Might do that, Mom. You’re on my list...”“Good. That’s what family’s for, baby. You just tell me what you need.”I hugged her. “Mom, you’ve been giving me what I need all my life.”Saying things like that to your mom will get your stuffings hugged out.“Where’s Stevie?”“Spent the night with school friends.”“Mom, he’s in the first grade...”“I know. And me ‘n’ Steve had a nice dinner out and...”“Mooo-ooommmm!”“Yeah, uh-huh. Like YOU don’t like. ”“No harm done,” I quietly said as he sat opposite me. “It looks like we are the first ones here.”“It would appear that way, I hope that the others come, it seems I schedule our little dinner on the night of the Fall Festival,” He flicked the cloth napkin on his lap and gave me a little shake of his head. “Silly me.”I noticed that he was dressed more formally than he normally would have been; he had a sleek black coat on that contrasted his eyes beautifully. I tried not to stare as he ordered.