Needless to say, I was buzzing with testosterone and nervous excitement as I sipped my afternoon coffee and pondered it all. My face (along with my co...k) flushed crimson as I thought of him reading my account of what had transpired last year on the farm. And although he had played down the story somewhat, I couldn’t help imaging him taking his cock to hand while reading it and bringing himself to numerous orgasms with each chapter.“Had he shared the story with, Mom?!” The thought flashed. I chatted with her for hrs and hrs. We had delicious chats. Third year the chats continued. Well I never told her that I was interested in her but the actual story happened in our final and fourth yr. Following is the actual story, a few weeks ago it happened:I have had just attended my annual dinner function. The function was in a tent because our auditorium was small. It was pretty congested and very hot as well. I in final yr of the university, since this our last yr in the university, so. Why the fuck did the woman have to disturb her fun with her brother? And that outfit, virtually as revealing as her own.She did know she was dressed like that in front of her own children, didn't she?What kind of mother would sun bathe in something that revealing in front of her own son and daughter? With jealous contempt Jo looked at her mother, whom she loved dearly otherwise. But she was fucking up her plans.Jane was babbling something to Michael that Jo didn't pay any attention to, as the. Goodbye." She toyed with him."No, wait! Give me a chance. I...I can get you your old job back, you don't have do this Miranda."She had him right where she wanted him. She loved to hear him squirm."I feel I've outgrown my former position as your PA, but let's discuss the situation face to face. I've booked a suite at the Empire Hotel, meet me there tonight at 9p.m. Come alone and don't tell anyone where you're going. I'm not playing games anymore." How do I know I can trust you to keep.