I told him how busy he was, and how lonely she was, and how she missed their son and didn't want to be paraded as proof of his virility in a President...al campaign. I told him he was a fucking jerk, and that I wasn't, and that was what made me attractive to her.I did not tell him I made her panties wet.He tried to get a word in edgewise a couple of times, but I just held up my hand and told him he asked, and now he was going to hear it.The guy was good. I'll tell you that. By that I mean his. He had never thoughtof his Mom as a sexual being before. Well until a fewhours ago that is, but he pushed that out of his mind.Now for the first time she was talking about men anddating. Even though it made him a little uncomfortable,it struck Mikey as a good thing. He didn't necessarilywant a new father figure in his life, but he knew itwould be good for her.As his Mom got up and began carrying dishes over to thesink, Mikey let his eyes fall to her ass. She was trulya shapely woman. Mikey's. A couple of times Nancy scratched her left leg, making her skirt go even higher. Jon stared, hoping beyond hope that he didn’t get hard and cause himself to hide his erection. His was a lot to hide and it wasn’t as if he could do it that surreptitiously. She would be bound to notice. Nancy parked on the pedestrian forecourt of the local shops and nipped in the little bakery. Jon sighed a deep breath and was pleased with his self control. Nancy came out of the shop talking into her mobile phone. " he whispered. I noticed his hands trailing up my legs, his fingers touching my delicate fair skin. I blushed intensely, taking in a deep breath. "I must say, you're still as obedient as ever." he said to me in his musky voice. My legs began to tremble already by the thought of what he had in store for me, my nipples already erect, already noticeable through my thin white blouse, my tight shaven pussy already beginning to wet my lace panties, and my body already burning in passion. I push him.