” He looked up at her.“You. Um. Need to do better.” Joyce’s face was flushed. The freckles on her nose more pronounced. She didn’t make eye ...ontact with Sam. “Your father and I need you to get As, honey.” She stepped over to the refrigerator, opened it, and looked inside. Sam watched her butt wobble in her jeans. How had he not seen her like this before?A thought popped into Sam’s head. “I, uh, haven’t been able to concentrate lately.”“Um-hmm,” Joyce leaned into the fridge to get a better look.. My underwear was a black lace thong and bra. I also wore thigh-high felt boots with five inch stiletto heels. Like I said, I am a showoff. My son was used to me dressing this way since I had all his life. My husband likes it as well.We went to a typical college bar with cheap beer, a large variety of shots, etcetera. There were a couple of assholes in the bar but one look from my son and especially from Devon made them back off bothering me. We kept drinking beer and doing shots. Not a single. Then James came up to me and said, ‘Don’t forget to meet me at lunch time as usual. We don’t want those nice, juicy tits to go neglected, do we?’ And he walked away laughing.??And did you meet him???Yes. Only then it was much, much worse. He made me hold my blouse open while he pushed up my bra and played with my boobs. Every now and again he would suck on my nipples, and when he came away the cool air would make them go stiff. He loved that, of course. Then I had to lift my skirt up and. I was apprehensive about saying yes, but at the same time I didn’t want to disappoint you, as you are my son.” She said. She sighed, taking a minute to compose herself.“I’ve made my decision, and despite the nature of what you asked for, I’ve decided I will give you your wish.” My jaw dropped. It was going to happen. My mom was going to let me fuck her ass. I was on cloud nine at this moment. I barely heard the next things she said.“Just a few things first. Number one, you do not tell ANYONE we.