She hadn't saidanything about me fortunately. I went back to my room. The word wasalready out that Linda and her boyfriend had broken up. My friend...wasstill mad at me, and I had my first real girlfriend. I'll skip thedetails but suffice it to say that the guy across the hall was never madat me. I think he was actually glad to get rid of her. If I hadn't beenso naive maybe I would have seen that as a trouble sign instead of ablessing.Dating as a college student is often doing things like. "Mmm, do you like fucking my nice big tits?" My son groaned back to me 'yeah'. He now placed his hands over my nipples and areola. He looked at me with smirk on his face as he pulled his cock out from between my breasts. "Hold your tit's for me mom." I did as he said and my son rubbed his prick head across my nipples getting his hot, sticky pre cum all over them. "Ok mom, now lick your nipples clean and tell me how I taste." I held my tits in my hands bring them up to my mouth as I bent. If a person were to speculate on the subject, they would surely arrive at the wrong conclusion. Paul still had good looks and an athlete’s physique. His football fame brought celebrity. Those factors, and the casual sex mores of the seventies, would make one assume that Paul had many bed partners during his college years. That may have been the norm, but for Paul, it just wasn’t true. Studies and sports gave him little time for anything else. On top of that, in those days Paul had an. ‘Steven.’ He nodded, just barely. I could just see the movement out of the corner of my eye as I studiously stared at the corner of the coffee table where we’d eaten dinner. There were still a few drops of chocolate from dessert. My eyes started to brim with tears, but I blinked them away. I risked another glance at his face. ‘Please listen to what I’m going to say? I know you’re angry. I don’t blame you. But let me explain?’ He nodded again. I swallowed the lump in my throat and forced myself.