She felt sorry for him and wished she could find a way to get his mind off of what had happened.She had an idea. When it became slow at work, she bega... casually talking to him as usual. Knowing he was a big outdoorsman, she asked him to help her shoot a high caliber gun. She lived alone in an apartment and was weary of her surroundings. It was the perfect excuse to get him out since she was about to take her handgun permit test. He agreed and they made plans to ride together to his house after. I realized it was my phone. I had felt it buzzing in my pocket letting me know I had new texts, but the ringtone I couldn't ignore. "I'm sorry, I need to take this. It's my mom, and she only calls when it's important. I'm really sorry." By all means." Chris picked up his own phone and seemed to tune me out."Hi, Mom. I... What? Slow down. Oh, God. Are they sure? Can't they... Yes, I heard you. Yes, I'm writing it down," I said, reaching for my purse to get a pen. My hand shook as I scribbled. I was in a world of my own. I glanced at the sky — the clouds were closing in — and I shivered as I curled my fingers around my thick, veiny shaft. I stroked along the length and with thumb and index finger I gently eased the foreskin over my broad dome. I paused when I heard the opening rumble of thunder in the distance. I had to cum before the shower came.I moaned as I gripped my cock and rhythmically tugged up and down, a steady pace that had my shaft pulsating. Resting a finger on the tip,. I didn’t recognize her voice at first and figured it was one of mom’s friends until she identified herself and asked if Jimmy was in. “Speaking.” I replied, as I came out of my half stupor instantly. “I don’t go back to school until tomorrow and I am kind of bored over here, so I was wondering if you wanted to take a drive somewhere?” Cindy asked. “That is if it is okay with your parents.” “Yeah, sure, when…this is Jimmy Porter you know?” Not believing she was asking me. She came.