I shut down the PC and climbed into bed leaving the bedside lamp on so that I could read. I had some magazines with images of the same types of women...that were on my computer screen. I lay naked on the top of the bed on my side, turning the pages with one hand and playing with my cock with the other one. I heard a sound and looked up. Mom stood there in the doorway dressed in a filmy negligee and robe, watching me. She advanced into the room and came and sat beside my bed, placing her hand. A few of them had their wives with them looking bored as they relived football glories. I was completely the opposite. I had spent the better part of the past ten years working out and staying fit. I had a good tan from days on the beach. The clothes for me made the man.As I ordered a Gin and Tonic, they guys huddled around looked at me like I was a wuss, despite the fact I was drinking hard stuff than they were. Some of their wives looked over at me in surprise that I had shown up. I. She had seemed to have gained the trust of my mom. We were at the pizza restaurant hanging out laughing and having a good time. Finally the star of the party came and Scott with several of the other football players along came into the restaurant. Everyone was patting him and congratulating him for winning the game. I waited my turn as I saw that everyone wanted to see and talk to him. I was so proud of him so amazed what he had done, how he brought the team back. Finally I got my chance. It startled those few inhabitants inside, but since it occurred only once, albeit a lengthy once, the listeners let it go as a mysterious noise of no importance.After a lengthy recovery, her friend kissing her stunned mouth, Sarah said, "You're way over dressed."Melissa giggled and removed her clothing, a form fitting sweater dress of her mother's design and construction. She wore nothing underneath. "You slut," commented Sarah wryly."I figured on this," said Melissa, rolling onto her back and.