She paused before driving off. She couldn't decide what she wanted - a nice, hard, cock or some lovely lady's tongue. Decisions, decisions. Her hand s...ipped under her short, starched, white, nurse's uniform skirt. Roxanne squeezed her panty covered crotch.Roxanne always wore tight panties. She liked the feel, the pressure, as if someone had their hand cupped against her pussy. At work she always wore a tight brassiere too, a size too small. The bra cut into her skin leaving deep red marks on. .. or was I?It began to dawn on me that I actually liked some of the cocks that I was watching and was it such a bad thing if I did? No it wasnt, otherwise straight guys would only watch lesbian movies! I then came to the conclusion that, like me,other guys must be occasionally appreciating the other blokes meat as well.Once I'd got that hang up out of the way it didnt take a great leap of imagination that you could have bi feelings and still like sex with women. I then began to fantasize as to. .(what day was it?) “Sooo you Must be.....Hungry big brother?” said Sarah 'wait what the hell did you notice the way she paused before she said hungry, don’t be an idiot you’re a fucking pervert you’re imagining things' I argued with myself. As if reading my mind Hannah called out “mum, get up, your pervert son is here” “Hannah! Don’t be so impolite” mum said before coming down the stairs. My jaw practically dropped my mother descended the stairs wearing a black silk robe that had come undone. Did not take long before an older man approach I smiled as always and greeted him “Hi hon. want a blow job”. He looked around to see if anyone was watching and extended his hand to help me out. Holding his hand and leading to the clearing behind the dumpster enclosure (I had put a picnic table back there years ago for this purpose). We spoke a few moments and I kissed his cheek with my hand on his hard cock over top of his pants as I sat down on the bench. Looking up at him smiling with my ruby.