She had hoped that she could arrive before Zuzu fell asleep so that the sweet child could demonstrate her new doll. She tucked the little girl in and ...hecked her pulse. Satisfied that Zuzu was as well as could be expected, she turned to the man sleeping in the bedside chair. She had grown to admire him. She hoped that, some day, she would meet some one as nice as he was. She had sent him signals that she was interested in him, but, he was so focused on Zuzu's problems, he never even noticed.. Not that I'm a twink, but I thought "Oh my God, is this what it's like to be a woman?" I kind of panicked a little until my construction worker for the night backed off a little. "Sorry if I'm moving too fast, we can slow down if you'd like."I shook my head and said that it was okay, it just kind of took me by surprise."Good," was all she said as the cab pulled up in front of a very well appointed apartment building. We went inside and up an elevator to an open floor loft. It must have been. I must say, I did look at it and enjoyed the feelings it created in my panties. I am human. I would lay there in my bed at night, legs parted, running the vibrator over my clit and wet pussy lips thinking about my son in the next room stroking his cock, cum spurting up out of it as he writhed in ecstasy. "So, you do it a lot?" "Yes, without a man around, it's all I have except for the times that I go out with Aunt Louise and go clubbing. Then, well, sometimes, a man takes an interest in me.". ‘Glad to be of service,’ I said, drawing a laugh. ‘Oh, my…’ she said breathlessly, putting a hand on her chest. ‘Well, I’m all for post-sex cuddling, but…’ ‘…we’re in an airplane bathroom and it’s worse than a closet in here?’ ‘Yes, that about covers it,’ I said. Diana laughed and moved her hands up to my head again, pulling me into a deep, long kiss that seemed to last for hours. We stopped only when we heard a knock. ‘You okay in there?’ a New Yorker voice called from the hall. We looked at.