I heard her sigh, and I looked up. Her eyes were thin slits, barely open beneath her long, black lashes. The sleepy-eyed look somehow made her seem ev...r more seductive. ‘Slowly. Softly. Put your mouth on me.’ I did. My penis was a rock hard cylinder in my jeans. ‘A little higher. Find my clit… it’s a hard little nub… yeah, there…. Ohhhhhhhhhh.’ I kissed it. Her need grew. I could smell it, and I could feel her moisture thickening on my chin. ‘Flick it with your tongue,’ she whispered, her. There was a nice girl at the reception that got my fancy, her name tag read Shubhangi. As usual with Front Desk girls, they’re always smiling and friendly.Every time I would pass, I would be warmed up by her gracious smile. I was wondering how to make contact with her. Next to the lobby was a cafe which was next to the waiting area. I sat there having my coffee. I was stealing glances at her, she noticed it few times. I would see her walk around and talk to people. In one instance she stared at. It started to get late and I was just coming out of the bathroom and I pasted my sons room and heard low moaning, I stepped closer no making a noise and listened at the door and it was clear they were watching porn.I have to say I do it myself and enjoy a good wank but something about knowing my son and his friend were watching porn got me so wet I could feel my pussy staring to tingle wondering what they were doing, before I knew it my hand had slipped inside my pants and I was fingering. " Sounds good."He went out to the kitchen as I got dressed. I followed him a couple of minutes later, buttoning up my blouse as he was putting Bozo's bowls down next to his rug.Bozo was bolting down the food. "He's eating like he hasn't been fed in years. I know he had that leftover sandwich. Didn't Mom have any leftovers?" Hell, yes. He ate like a pig. And there were only two of them to split it up. Sara took Queenie with her."I got my book bag and put the paper towel wrapped coffee cake on.