Then she regained her seat on my thigh, her right hand coming to rest capping my cock.She wiggled me around and laughed. "I feel like I'm driving a st...ck- shift."While I was glad Mom was having such a good time, I really couldn't think of any response.She giggled some more. "So, how often do you take this guy for a drive anyway" I don't know," I grunted."Okay. Let's rephrase that. When was the last time you masturbated Tell the truth!" Mom took her hand away and left me standing alone."Oh,. I'm sure you will understand but I'll sleepin the spare room tonight."With that she got up and went out of the room without looking atme.I tidied away the glasses and went to bed. The next morning herdoor was locked and so I dressed and went to work leaving a notefor her. I had thought a lot that night on my own and wrotetelling her I would never dress up again if she would only tryin time to forgive and forget.Work dragged that day and when I set off home my heart waspounding with dread of. I had become addicted to sucking his cock and swallowing every drop of his cum and loved how turned on I felt by the pleasure I was giving to him. Tonight, had been no different, I had finished work and called Rich who told me he was working late and to come by in a few hours. I went home and showered and picked out an outfit to wear and headed out around 9 arriving at his office shortly after 9:30 letting myself in through the front door and making sure to lock it behind me before heading to. . I’m sorry. I don’t like close spaces and this is freaking me out,” she said, looking very tearful.“I’ll do my best, got a phone?”“Yes, why?”“Give me your number and I’ll call you. I’ll leave the inner doors open and the outer ones slightly open and you can help me out by telling me when the lift is level with the floor,” I replied, though there was a floor level indicator on the main controls.“Yeah, I can do that. Thanks,” she replied and gave me a number.I rang her and she replied and I told.