She skimmed over the pages, sat back in her chair and sighed."Besides the money in your checking account, do you have any other assets?" she asked.She...s concerned about my ability to pay her, I deduced. Then I changed my mind. She probably needed my balance sheet, so to speak, to determine how much I could afford to pay for alimony and child support."A pickup truck, but I still have six more monthly payments before it's free and clear. The house where I live is on a month-to-month rental. The. The perfect age, face, and body. She was still innocent, yet as sexy and adventurous as possible as well. She seemed smart but simple and easygoing. He had to take care of her and had a feeling that she could be the one taking care of him someday too. He made a promise to himself to talk this thru when they woke up. He didn’t want her to think less of herself or of him. Funny, that just the day before he met her, he had told a friend he would always be single, he had no need for a steady. You know, see what all the fuss is about.’ She came back with the coffee steaming in her hands. ‘Try it out? Seriously?’ My prick perked up at the offer. I tried to think about something else, but she set the cup down, and her pussy peeked from between her legs where she bent in front of me. ‘I can tell you like the idea.’ She said looking back at my cock, fighting to be free from the confines of my pants. She was right, of course. A goddess of some sort had just said ‘Fuck me’ and she. "She gave a little giggle and went into her bedroom shutting the door.I was somewhat surprised. My usually serious, academic mother, playing the skittish kitten? "Ah well!" I lit a candle for myself, took my shower and cursed as I tried to shave by candlelight.I clambered into my creaking bed, and remembering all the girls I might have had, and still tingling a little from mother's kiss, I masturbated. Have you ever tried masturbating in a creaking bed? No matter how careful you try to be, the.