Only thing that I needed to start my virtual affair with my son, was a new mail-id with a pseudonym.I immediately opened a new page of the same web si...e and created a new mail id. I was ready to explore the possibility of having a virtual relationship with my own son. I drafted my first mail.Hi Hothamburger,I am a stay at home mom of a nineteen-year-old son. I am thirty-nine, divorced, a little plump, but feel that I am still very good-looking. I love to receive erotic mails from handsome young. “Baby?” I put the phone to my ear. “Hey Kitten, hope I didn’t wake you when I left.” I loved it when you called me Kitten. It was my pet name. “No, you didn’t wake me. I got the rose. I smiled as I put it with all the other ones you had left me the mornings before." “I’m sorry about all my late nights lately. I hear that I might get a vacation soon.” “That would be very nice.” I smiled thinking of my plans for tonight. “Well babe, I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later. I love you.” “I love you. It wasn't always this way. I'm actually nice looking with an averagepenis size. I used to think it was quite the weapon. Played sports inschool, got my share of action, and was a pretty confident guy. That isuntil I met my Misty. Her long brown hair, perfect medium size tits, andgorgeous plump rear hooked me from the start. She had that look thatmade very guy immediately fall for her. Sultry, confident and she knewit. She was always condescending but could be really sweet too in apatronizing. Sal was sitting next to the bed watching in silence, as Jim and I fucked. Jim's head was buried in my shoulder, giving me a clear view of Sal's eyes. His dark brown eyes roved from my face, traveling down to my cock filled pussy. Almost the moment our eyes met, I climaxed. It felt so surreal, to be watched like that. My climaxes were like waves, as though transporting me to a different time and place. At some point Sal shed his clothes. His cock pulsed with the beating of his heart, but his.