I had never used a dating app before and while I was a little leery, I had no idea what to expect. I indicated that I was in town for a couple of days...and was looking to submissively serve someone. Since it was Grindr, I did not mention that I was an aspiring sissy, just a submissive. I was immediately bombarded with messages. Several were clear catfishing schemes, a couple were pic hunters but most were genuine dudes looking to find someone to fuck. I have to admit, I was a little taken aback. "Come on baby, time to fuck mommy like a good girl." She walked over, before dropping to her knees between mine. I leaned forward, grabbed the phallus and pulled her to me."Come on baby, mommy needs a good fucking, and you need to give it to me." I rubbed the tip up and down my slit, getting it wet and slick."Ok, push it in." I said as I positioned the tip. She slowly drove it home, pausing when her pelvis met mine. It filled me just right.I started moving my hips up and down at her. "Come on. My mother was downstairs cleaning up, as usual; I had made sure she would take no notice of anything that went on upstairs. I opened the door wearing only my bathrobe and let Tandy in. She was wearing a tight sheath dress, and carrying a shopping bag."Hi, John," she said in a throaty murmur that could have made baseball statistics sound sexy. "I've been looking forward to tonight." She put the shopping bag down and stepped into my arms, kissing me in a way guaranteed to produce instant arousal,. She dumped the box onto the table and looked to see if she could find anything interesting.It was ugly costume junk for the most part--giant fake rubies and paste diamonds and gaudy phony-gold chains. Barry sat at the other end of the table and watched her work. It seemed like a metaphor for the waste he'd forced her to make of her life: she spent her days trying vainly to find something valuable in the junkheap of his career. Did he still have talent? Had he ever had any? He used to say.