She ran her hands on her forehead and wiped it of my cum and licked it clean. We were lying on the bed and she was telling me about her boyfriendbefor... she got married. She was telling me about how big she thought he was and how wrong she was after she saw my cock. We were groping at each other and fooling around when the phone rang. She got up to answer the phone. It was Mr. Ahuja. He had called to inform her that he would be delayed by four days. She told him she was missing him already. I. " She just misses a man being in her life. I think it's especially a certain part of a man that she misses the most. If you get my drift." Sex?" Bingo, give that man a prize. Yeah, I think Mom is missing a good fuck now and then." Well, she can hire a gigolo, a male prostitute. Women do, I've heard." Oh, come on, how impersonal is that. That's a dick, not loving." Yeah, I suppose you're right. Has she tried an online service to meet people?" She says she has and that it's a bit like a meat. I am sorry for that.”“It’s not your fault.” His statement was deadpan, void of emotion.I took a deep breath before saying, “Yes, it is.” This time he looked up at me again and kept looking at me, waiting for me to explain. I said, “I had tried to consider all the possibilities before taking that chance to see if there could be more. I worried that I was wrong about you, that you would freak out and assault me or run away and keep your distance from then on. I thought maybe you might be more. But yer not gonna tell Mom, are yuh?" No, I won't tell, Sue. Are you sure she didn't hurt you? Did she force you to do this awful thing?" Uh, not 'zackly? It just sorta happened, I guess? She just? Like? She sorta kissed me, the first time and... like... things just sorta happened? She done me a lot of times, Bill, 'fore tonight... and now I like it a lot... but you ain't gonna tell Mom, are yuh?"The schoolteacher wanted to protest that it wasn't really that way but, sick with fear of the.