..he was so hard. His cock was completely shaved, two small balls in a tight little sack and a bright red tip that had the smallest slick of precum at...the end. He had been leaking in his boxers, I could see the patch as I pulled his clothes right down around his ankles. It got me worked up thinking how excited he must have been imagining this on the drive over, probably dripping as he thought of what could happen.I ran one finger from tip to base, trailing his precum down the length of his. Actually, it brightened my mood considerably. ‘You’re flawed,’ I told him. ‘You seem awfully pleased with that knowledge.’ ‘I am,’ I said. ‘Very. You have no idea what it’s like to be with someone who seems perfect. ‘You finish four years of damn college in a year and you barely break a sweat. ‘You get the best paying job out of college I ever heard of without even looking for it. Companies are fighting over you. ‘You know almost everything. You understand almost everything. It’s damn. "I made my Mom sit on my bed and smiling I explained, "Mom, guess what? I have a date with a boy tonight"Mom was happy, but recalling the hardness of my father she told me, "But you didn't ask your father's permission, I don't think he will let you go in a date with such short notice and without knowing this boy."I picked the end of my braid and started to suck it, (my habit when I got nervous), and Mom seeming to understand said to me:"I will help you with your hair and makeup. If you go with. She had occasionally come and used the pool, but it was rare for us to cross paths. As I stared down at her womanly form, she sat up and explained that she was home for the weekend."Basketball?" I asked distractedly. She smiled mischeviously, as if she knew what forbidden thoughts swam through my head. "I suppose your old man could still show you a trick or two."A few minutes later, I came out in shorts and a tank top. She had put on shorts but was still in her bikini top, her full breasts.