It was a Saturday afternoon and I was seating around my apartment. When my friend called me to see what I was up to I told him I was doing anything an... he asked me if he could come over I was like ok. So after about 30 min he was over to my place I got up and let him in I was wearing a t shirt and black yoga pants, we were just seating talking and watching tv. Then he asked me if I wanted to go get something to eat I was like ok so we got up and left to get something to eat. As we were eating. '"Two more buttons flew across the room. Josh was awe struck as he stared at his mother's new cleavage. Monica looked down at her growing breasts and then at Josh, noticing the large bulge pushing against his towel. Monica had never thought of her 17-year-old son in any way other than motherly, but she had to admit that he had a nice package.A fourth button popped off Monica's blouse and hit Josh in the face. That pulled him out of his daze and he looked up at his mother's face as she looked up. Give me three beers and Ibecome so horny that even Hillary Clinton looks good tome. If it will make you feel any better, it took five beersbefore I became horny from being around her. I tried toignore it but the little head began making suggestions tome – lewd suggestions about seeing if I could convince herto let me tit-fuck her. But before I had a chance toremember my Catholic upbringing, I was marching out ofthat bar with a six-pack under my arm and my handtucked down the back of her. " What will?" The purple ink, I guess."He gave me one of his looks.I gave him one of my looks.We both snorted and sat down at the table."So tell me why Mom's at Aunt Prudie's." Maggie didn't tell you?"He shook his head. "She and George spent the night over there and haven't gotten back; and I decided I'd better know something before I head down to the co-op. There's no telling what story those old guys have hatched."The co-op has been around for over fifty years and it's the main hang-out for.