The next day, I wasn't sure if I should call, since we had both been drunk. By the time I saw her in the office on Monday, it was super awkward. She d...dn't say anything, and in the end I took it as a signal that nothing was going to happen. I tried to give her some space, but seeing her like this filled me with lust. She started to say something, but her voice trailed off when I took her hand. Her breath caught as I placed her finger in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, tasting her. She recalled that she’d worn the outfit braless and mostly unbuttoned for her boys on their last night in Chicago. She’d climaxed in the back seat of a cab with her nipples being milked by two guys groping her tits while she sat spread-legged, pants down and two sets of fingers in her cunt. Johnny had paid the driver to take his time getting back to the hotel.“I guess we’re early, way early!” Les’ words sounded genuine. He tooted the horn and switched off the ignition. “I am so, so eager to. He tried to slip me a one hundred dollar bill when my mother wasn't looking, but I refused it. I still had my pride and he respected that. Besides, eating all his food would be payment enough.Before I go further, I suppose now is as good a time as any to give you my mother's stats since this story is really about her: Mom is one-half Colombian and one-half Irish. An interesting combination which has given her the characteristic Latina curves but with pretty hazel eyes and pouty red lips made. The entire house wasdone up like a giant haunted house, and the other attendees had some of themost impressive costumes I had ever seen.You know how normally at halloween, if someone dresses up as say, a Knightand princess (they were standing to our left) you would get a mix of somecheap halloween store fabric a fake sword, and maybe if you were lucky ahelmet or something. These guys were tricked out. I was pretty sure thatthe chainmail the guy was wearing was real, and the girl's tiara and.