"I don't want to talk about it, I am staying out overnight; you can't stop me," retorted Liam."No, I can't stop you, but if you are messing about with...a married woman, no good can come of it," said Susan, who was now convinced that whoever her son was seeing was married. Liam briefly thought it might be best to tell his mum everything, including Ruth's age, but quickly scrapped that idea.It was just about left at that apart from one more dig from Susan. "Don't come crying to me when her husband. I was standing by the door. His name was Emman. We smiled at each other and my eyes followed him until he was gone. A voice in me was saying, ‘Someday you’ll be his mistress.’ Oh, my, how can that be possible? He does not even know my name. I’ve known Emman since two years ago because he’s so popular. He was a Corps Commander in high school of the university that I attended. A lot of students say he’s a ‘crush of the town.’ Girls and gays alike swoon over him. There’s a buzz and stifled shrieks. A sudden urge came over me and I thought about her panties. I wanted to bury my face in her ass and pussy but would happily settle for her soiled underwear. After she finished her coffee she informed me that she would be upstairs taking a shower and planned on taking my cousins to hockey practice later that afternoon. She asked me to keep an eye on them while she was getting ready. My cousins were playing video games in their game room which was located directly below my Aunt and Uncles bedroom. That body was just wow wow wow. She must have known I was eyeing her up, every time she opened her eyes she clocked me looking and I turned my eyes away just to make it look like I wasn't really staring. I had my left leg up and angled and the right stretched out along the bench so I could touch my getting hard cock while I looked. A few time she started to rub the moisture off around her chest and off her legs. I am sure if we hadn't have had that old boy come in and disturb the steamy.