" I paused. "You don't mean you wanted all that?" I askedincredulously.Steve looked away then mumbled, "Maybe not wanted, but needed."This stopped me ...n my tracks. "What do mean needed?" I don't know. Something like atonement I suppose." Atonement for what?" For getting a sexual buzz out of being humiliated, for wanting to becontrolled, for getting satisfaction out of being dressed as a woman, forallowing you to sleep with Rob." This last confession came out as awhisper."So what about me. She told him that he probably had a tiny dick. He told her that he indeed have a nice thick nine inch cock. My wife told him there was no way a cock could be that big and that he was lying. The business man with a big smile on his face proposed a bet. He told her that she could measure his dick right her and now and if he was telling the truth she would have to suck his cock but if he was lying he would leave and never come back to the shop. My fiancee wanting to get rid of him quickly agreed. ..”“If you had known that, you would probably have been my pick tonight. And since no one here took the courtesy to explain the game to them thoroughly, the only one left is him.”Even though none of us could see her, we all knew exactly where she was pointing. Everyone looked at Nathan wheezing in his sleep, then I felt this small hand just barely touch the middle of my back before I instinctively fell to my knees with a gasp.I was just starting to process this when I felt her hand hovering. He had just turned 18 and was a senior in high school. He and his classmates would be graduating soon and going off to different colleges or jobs. I was a little restless tonight and not sleepy so I decided to wait up for him. I was dressed for bed in a thin cotton tank top and cotton lounge pants. I had a couple of glasses of wine so I was feeling good and relaxed.At this time I was 37 and I had heard some of my son’s friends use the term MILF when talking about me. I’m 5′ 7” and weigh about.