Whatever." I pointed over towards the janitor's storage room. As I closed the door behind us, he finally found the courage to speak up to me."Listen, ...**. You got my little girl pregnant!" For some reason, the look of sadness and despair in his eyes made me so happy."I bet I did, old man. I've dumped my cum into dozens of bitches at this school so far." I squeezed my hand tight and threw it towards his face. Even though he was much bigger and taller than me, somehow my strength just overpowered. I stood there, in front of my son, my wet pussyaching for stimulation. I lay down on his bed, on the bare mattress, and spread my legs,facing him. "You're supposed to do it, too," I said. I looked at hisrobe, and could see the head of his cock poking out, stiffening as hewatched me. He pulled his robe off, and his hard dick shot up in the air. Imoved over on the bed and patted the mattress beside me. "Sit here andwatch, and stroke yourself, so I can watch," I said. Bobby had. I knew exactly what he needed. He layed down on the table, down on his stomach, like he was the first time. I didn’t think there was any need to play it slow or shy, we both knew why he was here, but he was young. He was still learning who he was becoming and the desires that came with it. I gently and slowly played along, although my lust for him was overwhelming. I started at his feet, rubbing them and stroking his calfs. My cock already aching for him, for release. My hands moved up his. They had appetizers and a drink, which Celia sorely needed. They danced to a couple of songs. They kissed as they went out. They took a cab to his hotel and he told the cabby to take her home. She loved his goodbye kiss. She wondered if he was gay, or married. He had made no effort to seduce her. Perhaps he simply remembered how they came to be together. She decided to just remember it as a magical night. The cab dropped her off next to her car four blocks away and she drove home. In bed that.