You kissed my neck and played with my tits and then told me to stand up and I did. Then you fingered my pussy a little, getting my juices flowing agai.... Then you let some water out of the bath so we wouldn’t make too much of a mess. You turned me around so I was facing you. Then you sat forward more, leaned back, and motioned for me to sit in your lap. When I did, you slid your cock into my honey hole. I bounced up and down on your hard rod, nice and slow, then working up a good speed. I felt. The light is blinding. It’s harsh, glaring and fluorescent and I feel like I might be sick.I turn my head. Thankfully, someone thrusts a basin under my chin before I expel the contents of my stomach.“The lights,” I whisper hoarsely. “Too bright.” I hear the sound of a shade being drawn as I’m laid back down.A woman leans over me. She’s the source of the vanilla perfume. She’s dressed in white scrubs, and a stethoscope hangs around her neck. “I know you feel wretched,” she says softly. “Try to. Her hand squeezing mine as she rocks in waves of pleasure and kisses me goodnight without worrying anymore that I need her attention. We have talked about her cuckolding me, but after talking about the fantasy for a long time it does boil down to some realities. She isn't interested in fucking other guys or sex for the sake of sex, and I would have a very hard time with her having a long time lover type relationship. I still acknowledge that I give her the power to decide for us and. I guess the emotions of grandpa just got the better of us. It is fine, normal reaction for a young man your age. Just go to sleep now.” I tried to reassure him. “It is OK, you did not do anything wrong, baby. I’m not mad. Just go to sleep now.” I rolled away slightly, trying to process what had just happened between my son and me. My backside was wet with his semen. My pussy was still wet with my arousal. The small but pleasurable climax Gary had triggered in me filled me with some guilt, but I.