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Date: Thu, 25 May 2017 17:10:02 -0400
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Mohonk Mountain  House
 
    Glancing in the  rearview mirror as my son and his friend, as wind 
slowly up the narrow road to  the Mohonk Mountain House.  Feeling like a 
chauffeur without one of those  cute hats, as I drive and the two of them sit in 
the back seat, ear buds leading  to their smart phones.  A vacation for me and 
my son and his friend,  someplace different then the place we have spent 
our summers for more years then  I can remember, the Connecticut Shore.
    The Mohonk Mountain  House is a very old hotel and summer spot for more 
years then I am alive.   The magnificent building towering over a spring 
fed lake high on a  mountaintop.  How a spring feeds that I don't know; but it 
is a beautiful  locale.  The mountains all around the numerous building.  
The Lake  providing swimming and sun bathing.  Then there are the mountain 
woods that  surround and a series of hiking, biking and riding trails like 
spokes of a  wheel.  A place away from everything; but providing service and 
luxury for  a day trip or an extended vacation.
    My cajoling and  pleading and finally giving my son a private room, so 
he didn't have to share  with his mom and allowing his friend to join him 
for several days.  I  visualize bonding time; but think that I will have more 
alone  time.
    The rooms "old  world" style and appointment; but with those added 
luxuries that most people  need these days.  The Internet seems to be number one 
and a must for my  son's approval.
    I have spent for  this and my accommodations are a suite, a small 
welcoming sitting room and  then a very large bedroom for enjoying the view of 
the lake and mountains from  my high perch.   A gas fireplace for the late 
night enjoyment.  
    My son a nice room  with two queen size beds so he doesn't have to 
share with his buddy.  The  nice thing for him is that our rooms are not on the 
same floor and we don't have  connecting doors like I tried to reserve.  
    The Lobby and  Lounge and Main Dining Room all reminding you of the 
grandeur of the past.   The best thing is that it is less then an hour from my 
New York home.  No  long ride with my son complaining.  Looking at the 
building from the front  and parking in front as our bags are taken into the 
Lobby and my vehicle is  whisked away to a parking spot.  The last I will see of 
it for a week I  hope.
    After filling out  the forms, my son and his friend heading to their 
room and me in a different  direction to mine.  I simply love my room and 
furnishing and  view. There is an informal restaurant; but I have set up for the 
formal  dining room for tonight.  I have a very nice dress and jewelry 
already set  aside, and I made sure my son and his friend brought good clothes 
to entail a  jacket and tie.
    A check to  visit my son's room and seeing his annoyance at me checking 
in like a worrisome  mother and then a hike around the lake and stops at 
the various amenities to see  what I can do the next few days.
    My room more then I  could ask for and the dining area with my two 
gallants was perfect as were  they.  Of course after diner they have gone off to 
change out of the stuffy  clothes and heading to the arcade after that.  
Myself, just a check on the  Lounge and seeing nothing really interesting 
after a drink, I head to my room an  early to hopefully early to bed for a full 
day on the morrow.  The mini bar  having a great selection and lights out 
with just the gas fireplace going the  lake below reflected the lights of the 
main lodge building and the individual  cottages and out buildings around it.
    I have talked my  son and his friend into a hike with me and after that 
they are on their  own.  The weather warm and shorts and a tank top easily 
the attire for the  hike and working up a light sweat.  The boy's walking 
ahead and quickly  outpacing "dear old mom."
    The breakfast  before heading out buffet style and lots of whatever 
your heart desires.   Lunch also a buffet style served in the dining room.
    Not sure what the  boys have in mind; but I am going to lounge by the 
lake and take in some sun and  maybe a swim.  Padding down to the lake beach, 
a yellow bikini showing off  my summer tan quite nicely.  A light cover up 
robe for the lobby and my  flip flops slapping in time to my feet.
    Finding a chaise  lounge and placing my bottle of water  next to it as 
I pick up my paperback  and let the sun's rays warm my bare and mostly bare 
flesh.  It is quite  warm in the sun for but the water is like a mountain 
pool and will chill your  toes off.  Not only chilled my toes; but my pebble 
nipples so that they are  quite noticeable as i walk back to the chaise.  
    Seeing my son and  his friend Tommy laying on towels checking out the 
girls and there are quite a  few of them.  Stopping by to say hello and 
seeing my son embarrassed by mom  scantily clad at my age.  That is the feeling I 
am getting from him.   His friend is a little embarrassed also as I catch 
him staring at my the nipple  bumps in my bra. Walking back to my chaise and 
giggling as I have put a little  sway in my hips to embarrass my son even 
more.  
    Watching between  words in my book, sunglasses hiding my eyes as I see 
the girl's preening  for the two teenage boys even though the girls are 
obviously  older.
    I don't have a  beautiful body but I been wearing a bikini all my life 
and am not about to cover  up at this age.  Looking down and seeing the 
small cups and the still  noticeable bumps pushing at the material and then down 
along the smooth mostly  flat plane of my tummy and then just the gentle 
roundness of my pubes and the  bulge of labia at the bottom of my bottoms.  
They also seem to be a little  on the large puffy side.
    Long legs that are  quite toned and tanned and look great peeking from 
under a skirt.  I may  not have the best of bodies; but I am not going to 
hide what I have.  Who  knows when some rich millionaire staying here might 
find me  attractive.
    I am sort of  wondering what those girls are finding attractive or 
amusing about my son, as  they preen and show off their tight bodies.  Maybe he 
has something that I  haven't seen in many years.  Or maybe they are bored 
and want to score a  conquest or two.  The girls aren't beautiful; but sure 
are not ugly by any  standards and I think looking at my son and his friend, 
their standards are  below the neck on the girls.
    Sipping a Midori  and sprite that is light and refreshing as I feel the 
suns rays kissing my bare  flesh and knowing it is time to work some lotion 
back into my skin.  I sure  wish I had someone to rub it in those hard to 
get to spots.  Don't be a  pervert and think I mean "those" spots.  I mean 
the ones that you can't  reach easily or gracefully on your own.  Besides the 
feel of hand working  the lotion into the skin is erotic if done correctly.
    The boys more or  less on their own now as I finally give in to the sun 
and get a quick lunch of  salad.  Then a shower to get the lotion grease 
from my skin and another  hike to enjoy this country.  The boys joining me for 
dinner.  They are  really not happy when they see their new friends waving 
to them and being stuck  with me instead.
    To the rec room or  indoor heated pool I am guessing as they almost run 
to the elevator to change  their clothing.  Second night a lot like the 
first.  A drink in the  lounge after dinner and then another as I enjoy 
watching the lake below me as I  bask in the glow of my gas fireplace.
    The girls and boys  again together after a long hike and horseback 
riding.  And passing them as  they head to the lake and me to the shower.  My 
son has a 500 limit charge  card to do all he needs for himself and Tommy and 
maybe those girls.  
    Knowing I am going  to embarrass him; but asking if he would be having 
dinner with me again tonight  and a little surprised at his yes answer.  
    A nice black satin  button front blouse, and a charcoal skirt with a 
slit on the side and for a  change patent leather high heels for my attire. 
Sheer red bra and panties for  undergarments.  A little purple eyeliner and 
clear lip gloss for makeup and  a small white fold cross necklace and matching 
earrings for jewelry.  And  just a brush of my favorite perfume,  Giorgio 
RED.
    The boys again  handsome young men in their coats and ties and 
wonderful escorts as Tommy even  holds a chair for me as I sit down.  Conversation 
light and easy, two  glasses of wine easy for me.  My son just telling me the 
names of his new  friends; but not much more then they live in Vermont and 
were going into New  Paltz to have dinner at the Gilded Otter tonight.  New 
Paltz is a college  town and a bit Bohemian.  The disappointment in the boys 
quite obvious as  they would like to spend a night in that atmosphere and 
there are a lot of  college men that might be more appealing to the girls.  
That is just my  thoughts on the subject.
    Smiling as I try to  judge from the little information my son and Tommy 
has given me, just where they  are with these girls.  Letting it go as I 
find him more comfortable when  just talking about the Lodge and surroundings. 
 
    Looking around to  see if maybe some eligible men are alone or at a 
table together that I might  attract.  My hand touching my cross as it lays 
against the copper tanned  skin of my chest.  The buttons undone to expose skin 
below the hang of the  cross.  Not showing my breasts, well maybe just the 
edge of them.  My  nipples partially erect as they always are since breast 
feeding my son.   They are small bumps in my blouse.  And they seem to be a 
bit distracting  to Tommy with my son of course trying to ignore them as I 
often don't wear a bra  or a sufficient one to conceal the fat tips.
    The light material  bra and fabric of my blouse intended to show off my 
nipples without being  obvious.  As is the length of my skirt that is mid 
thigh and shows a lot of  coppery leg.  My attire for the Lounge after 
dinner, as I expect my son and  his friend will bolt for their room and casual 
clothes.
    Amusing myself a  little at Tommy's expense as he watches my movements 
and is smitten with the  movement of my legs as I cross them and the slight 
bulge of my breasts and  nipples as I play with the thin necklace.  My 
nipples are a bit fuller as I  not only am amused; but a little excited that he 
finds a part of me attractive  or interesting.
    As expected parting  ways with the boys at the exit of the dining room 
as I head to the Lounge and  finding a seat at the bar.  Lovely bar stools, 
as I climb on one and easily  can display a long line of leg as I sit back 
and enjoy a drink.  Checking  out the men as I nurse a Brandy Manhattan, a 
little teasing and with the music a  couple of slow dances where the men are 
better at dancing close with their  bodies then dancing with their feet.
    At least I know  there is some life in the place.  It is a few inches 
below the waist of the  men.  And it did feel like a "little" life.  Giggling 
as I sit and  watch and wait and really feel I could be better off reading 
my book in my room  and enjoying the fireplace.
    Looking at the  clock over the bar as I finish my second Brandy 
Manhattan.  Seeing that I  have been here for three hours, though it seems like a 
lot less.  The place  not lively; but a few men without female attachment, at 
least those attachments  aren't in the bar at the moment.
    My eyes going from  man to man and checking them on the list of what I 
have observed or if I talked  or danced with them.  
    Sighing as I decide  that I have crapped out again in this Lounge.  
Well there is my book and  drinks awaiting me in my room.
    Sliding off my  stool, giving a show of a lot of leg and maybe some 
panties as I slide to the  floor and walk to the exit door with a loud tapping 
of heels and a sway of my  hips.  Letting the men have something for when 
they wrap their hands around  their meat and wack off tonight.
    None of these men  seem like they would be worth the effort to please 
and try to have them please  me.
    Stepping into the  lobby and looking to the front desk and around the 
leather chairs and  sofas.  My eyes stopping and swiveling back to one of the 
a leather  sofa.  Walking with a loud sound of my heels on the tiled floor 
and softer  as I walk across a Turkish carpet and stop in front of the  seat.
    Not having to wait  long for the eyes to move from the Tablet to my 
legs and the moving up my body  to look me in the face.
    "Good evening Miss  Rust."  Tommy looking a little nervous as I stand 
in front of him.   Sitting up straight as if I just chastised him.  Wearing a 
pair of jeans,  tee shirt and sneakers.  Quite different from his earlier  
dress.
    "Why are you  sitting here and where is my son?"  My head cocked just a 
little as I look  down and seeing the boy is really nervous and apparently 
trying to figure out  what to respond.
    "Well.   Ah."  His response ending there as I hold his eyes with mine.  
Then  his head dropping down to look at his feet or mine or at least 
somewhere below  my eyes.
    Knowing that this  is going to be something he is reluctant to tell me 
I walk to the seat beside  him and sit down.  Turning to him as I wait for 
him to explain and then  seeing he is stuck for words, I place a hand on his 
leg and pat it  gently.
    "Tommy, go ahead  and tell me why you are sitting here and not with my 
boy."  Giving him my  best motherly look as I wait patiently.  My hand 
squeezing his leg gently  to urge him to speak.
    "Miss Rust, we met  the girls we talked about at dinner and they came 
up to our room to talk and  well we talked and well started to more then 
talk."
    Leaning closer to  Tommy, hand still patting his leg to soothe and calm 
him down.  "What is  more then talk."  My mind has already provided 
multiple choice answers for  the question with the last one being "All of the 
Above."
    Tilting his head up  with my fingers to look at me, his face inches 
from mine.  "Breathe on me  Tommy."  My request sounding a bit strange to my 
ears; but he does and the  smell of alcohol wafting under my nostrils, and no 
it isn't from my  drinking.  Also a telltale scent of pot tickling my  nose.
    "Go ahead, tell  me."  Not trying to scare him; but trying to be 
sympathetic.  "I am  sure it is not that bad."
    "Miss Rust, they  are, I just wanted to give them time alone."  Not 
really telling me  anything other then my multiple choice answers of, drinking, 
smoking sex or all  of the above.
    "Well you are not  going to sit down here all night till he texts you 
and says it is okay to come  back to the room."
    "Come with  me." Leading him to the elevator and to my room.  Having 
him wait in  the small sitting room as I take and envelope and writing paper 
from the desk  and writing a small note and then rummaging in my 
unmentionables drawer and  taking out a packet and ripping it in half.
    Wrapping the note  around the packet and then sealing both in the 
envelope.  "Wait here.   I will be back in a couple of minutes."  Quickly 
navigating to my son's  room and then bending to push the envelop under the door 
with a little  effort.  Knocking loudly on the door till I hear a, "who is 
there?"   Then walking back to my room.
    Not waiting for my  son to read the short note.  "Hope you are having a 
good time and that you  are not making a lot of noise.  Tommy is going to 
spend the night with me  using the sofa night bed.  You have the room to 
yourself and whoever is  with you.  Use the condoms for your protection and hers 
if you get that  far.  See you in the morning.    Love Mom."  
    I am sure there are  many that would disagree with how I am handling 
the situation.  He is in a  sort of controlled situation and what is done is 
done.  Underage drinking,  pot and the girls are a few years older then him.  
Personally from the  voice I heard, drunken.  I think him and the girls are 
not going to score  tonight.  Hummming Meatloaf as I open my room door.
    Tommy is sitting on  the sofa as I left him.  Smiling inwardly, hoping 
he isn't too afraid to  move without permission.  Calling down to the desk 
and requesting that the  sofa bed be made up for use tonight.  A promise that 
they would be taking  care of it immediately.
    "Tommy, do you want  to go back to your room?  A yes or a no is 
acceptable."  Waiting for  his response and ready to tell him why he shouldn't if 
he says  "yes".
    "I would rather  not, if this isn't too inconvenient for you."  His 
hand pointing to the  sofa bed.
    Smiling at him, and  then taking the robe supplied by the lodge and 
handing it to Tommy.  "Go  ahead and take a shower and clean up.  I will see if 
they can send up a  toothbrush."
    Tommy taking the  robe and closing the bathroom door as I call the desk 
again.  I am not  sharing my toothbrush with him and I am sure he agrees.
    Taking out my  bottle of Johnny Walker Double Black Scotch and setting 
it on an end table and  pouring a hefty amount in a water glass. A quick sip 
as I answer the door and  the staff quickly fixes up the sofa bed for my 
guest.  Brand new toothbrush  in hand setting it down as I turn down the light 
in the main room of my suite  and turn on the fireplace.  
    Sitting legs tucked  under me on the seat cushion as I look out into 
the darkness and the lake and  mountains around us.  Quiet abounding except 
for the sound of the shower  running, muted by the closed door.
    Sitting back mellow  and content for the moment.  Each sound 
identifiable as the shower door  opens and closes and I am sure Tommy is toweling off 
now.  Giving him a  couple of minutes and then walking to the door and 
tapping lightly.  
    "I have a  toothbrush for you to use, brand new.  Do you need anything 
else?  The  bed is already made up."  The door discreetly opening and his 
head looking  out as his hand reaches out for the toothbrush.  "You can use my 
comb or  brush and deodorant if you like.
    A few minutes  later, me back legs tucked under me, Tommy comes out of 
the bathroom in a nice  fluffy white robe.  His clothes folded neatly as he 
looks around and sets  them on an end table in the small sitting room.
    The lights bright  in the small space, as I watch him and then crook a 
finger to him.  The boy  walking barefoot, the robe way below his knees and 
belted, to  me.
    "I would offer you  a drink; but I don't believe you should be and my 
son shouldn't be  either."  Holding his eyes, "I also think that pot should 
not be smoked by  you guys and gals.  I will talk with my son tomorrow and 
see exactly what  he has or has not done.  As long as he isn't disturbing 
other people's  rooms I will let him be."
    Sort of explaining  my position at the moment to the boy. Slipping my 
legs from under me and looking  in the small refrigerator and offering Tommy 
a Coke or a Sprite or a Bottle  Water.  The boy taking the Coke and pouring 
it in a glass with ice, as I  resume my seat and take a sip from my drink.
    "Tomorrow, I hope  my son has the most ghastly hangover one can get, 
other then I don't want him  sick and making work for the staff here.  I am 
responsible for you and I  will not let you go back to that room while he has 
the alcohol and pot,"  smiling, "the girls are optional."
    As we talk I see  him loosening up a little becoming more comfortable 
in conversation with an old  lady; but he is also becoming uncomfortable as I 
can with my movement in my  chair.  Tucking my legs up under me and then 
stretching them in front of me  and crossing them back and forth and then 
flat, opened a little.  I will  forgive myself now for teasing the boy.  His 
eyes are drawn to my legs with  each shift in position.
    "I need to take a  shower also, it has been a long evening.  I will be 
right back and won't be  long.  There are snacks in the mini bar and more 
soda in the frig if you  want them."
    Standing up and  walking to my dresser and taking out a nightgown and a 
matching robe, both of  silk.  Then walking to the bathroom and shutting 
the door behind me.   Stripping down and looking in the full length mirror.  
Not bad for a middle  age woman.  Just need more tit.  Giggling to myself as 
I usually don't  use the word tit when referring to breasts; but the alcohol 
has loosened me up a  little bit.
    The shower nice and  hot and the needles of spray stinging and soothing 
at the same time.   Working quickly to dry off and powdering and then 
pulling my comb through my  hair and giving it a quick blow dry.  Just a touch of 
my perfume, Red,  between my breasts, in the creases of my thighs and body 
and at the top of my  ass crack.  I do love the scent. of my perfume.
    Then putting on my  nightgown.  Thin spaghetti strapped and low vee  
neckline and ending above mid thigh.  The matching robe just  as sheer and 
just two pieces of thin lace to knot it  closed.
    Looking around and  straightening up the counter and towels and giving 
a nod of approval as I flip  the night light on and step into the main room 
of my suite, looking at the outer  room and turning down the bright light.  
Then walking back to freshen my  drink and with a smile, curl my legs up 
under me as I sip slowly and look at  Tommy.
    The boy nervous and  most likely wanting to get away from me a mother 
and safely into his bed.   I see he has another Coke and thinking that is not 
going to calm his jittery  nerves.
    My outfit  definitely distracting him as he looks at the wall and out 
the window to the  darkened landscape rather then at me and the skimpy night  
clothing.
    "Tommy, I am  sorry.  I should have got another robe.  I think this is 
a bit much or  little for our situation.  I hope I am not embarrassing you." 
 My  words drawing his gaze from the window back to me as i shift in the 
chair to  cross my legs, one over the other.  The net affect was that is 
pulled my  nightgown hem up higher on my thighs.
    Thoughtful as I  finish my drink and look back to the boy, his hands in 
his lap and realizing why  he has them there.  He is shielding a 
spontaneous erection the is pushing  at the sides of the robe.
    Eyes hooded as I  uncross my legs and leave them apart and then push 
myself up from my seat to  lean over and reach for the bottle and slowly pour 
myself another drink.  
    The legs apart in  the semi dark room maybe giving him a vague shot of 
between my legs and then  leaning over the front of my night gown falling 
forward, hanging loosely  exposing the small breasts and long hard points.
    Sitting down legs  splay apart seemingly unaware that my hem has ridden 
very high and I know that  he can see between my legs.  His eyes shifting 
from my face and drawn down  to between my legs as I exchange small talk.
    I know I shouldn't  tease the boy like this; but I am enjoying the 
thought that he obviously is  excited, that he thinks I am attractive in some 
way and that I am also desirable  to him at the moment.
    I know I am not the  fantasy girl that he mostly likely dreams of eyes 
closed as he  masturbates.  But maybe tonight he will rub one off thinking 
about me and  that makes me feels good and naughty.
    "Are you  okay?"  The boy shaking as he sits in his chair. Standing up 
and  kneeling in front of him.  "Are you sick?"  My hands touching his  
knees as I kneel close and look at him.  His face flushed.  Lifting a  hand from 
one knee to touch his cheek and then palm on his forehead feeling the  
warmth radiating from his face. 
    His eyes wide and  almost cringing from the touch of my hand.  I can 
feel the trembling in his  legs as they brush against me.  Pulling his head 
forward and kissing his  forehead softly.
    Sliding a little  closer his knees now against my sides.  Holding his 
head against my  shoulder as I rock him gently in place.  I can smell the 
scent of my  perfume strong and enticing to me as kiss his neck gently.  My 
warm breathe  washing across his ear as I whisper soft hushing sounds.
    Looking into his  eyes, so close to his, noses brushes as one of my 
hands slip under his robe and  quickly finds the hard straining erection.
    A moan as my  fingers and nails brush up and down the straining shaft, 
another moan as my hand  slides down to cup the sack.  No need for coyness 
now as I lean back on my  legs and part the fluffy folds of the oversized 
robe.  Fingers finding the  tie and pulling it apart.
    My hands both now  between his legs grasping his hard penis.  Breaking 
eye contact as I look  down to his lap and see the nicely shaped mushroom 
cap above the encircling  fingers of my hands.
    The warm breath  causing it to sway as I pull my hands away and grasp 
his thighs, spreading them  wider to expose his genitalia fully to my stare.  
    A reassuring smile  as I lower my head and touch the tip of my tongue 
to his pee slit.  His  body jerking has my hands grasp the tops of his thighs 
to hold him in place as I  run my tongue along the length of his hard prick.
    I can feel the  tenseness in his legs and them shaking as I nuzzle his 
shaft with my nose and  cheek and my mouth slips lower to suckle at the 
nearly hairless flesh of his nut  sack.
    His hands gripping  the arms of the chair hard as I suck one precious 
cream ball into my mouth and  tug as it with a movement of my head as my 
cheeks pull in and out and my tongue  slides over the delicate orb.  Carefully, 
slowly suckling the other  testicle and then letting it slip free as I work 
my lips and tongue back up the  shaft.   Nipping, biting gently sucking and 
licking and flicking over  and around that nicely shaped and I hope virgin 
prick.
    Hearing his gasps  as he breathes raggedly as I take the knob into my 
mouth sealing my lips around  it and then slowly bobbing my head down the 
shaft till I have taken it to his  roots.  Then sliding back up in a smooth 
stroke and back again.  Not  hurrying and feeling his body tensing and stopping 
as my eyes raise to look at  his face.
    His head thrown  back and eyes closed tight.  His nostrils moving as he 
bites his lower  lip and veins straining in his neck as I am hoping I have 
not taken him past  "the point of no return."
    Letting his prick  slip from my mouth and using my thumb to press hard 
on the cum vein and not  moving as I wait for him to either lose control or 
his cock to relax and the  blood flow restored.
    My chest pumping,  hard nipples dragging on the silken material of my 
nightgown.  The hem of  the gown riding up on my thighs, exposing my swollen 
lips as I press my thighs  together to hold down my own excitement.  Feeling 
my legs shivering with  effort as I watch Tommy's face slowly relax and the 
fingers on my shoulders  loosen up from digging into my flesh.
    The plum head of  his cock dark and so deliciously appealing as I wait 
and watch the head swell  and then the shaft soften just a little.
    "Tommy!" My voice  barely a husky whisper as I look up at him and his 
eyes open to return my  stare.  His hairless chest rising and falling 
rapidly.  
    "Tommy.  Are  you a virgin?"  Hoping that my question won't embarrass 
the boy; but  thinking I have just had his cock in my mouth.  The shaft 
pulsing slowly  against my cheek as I wait for an answer.
    Then a nod of his  head and a low, "yes."  He blushes so sweetly as he 
meets my  eyes.
    Careful not to  touch his swollen cock as I push myself away from him 
and stand up.  "Would  you like to change that?"  My eyes questioning, and my 
lower body so  needing his answer to be again a yes.
    Undoing the loose  overhand knot barely holding my robe closed and 
sliding it down my arms.   Looking for his answer as my arms move down to my 
sides.  Hard nipples  pushing hard darts in the silk of my nightgown.
    "Tommy." My head  cocking to the side as I touch the hem of my 
nightgown and pull it up and over  my head in a quick single movement.
    His eyes taking in  my breasts and then moving down my stomach to focus 
on the hairless mound and  the two fat ridges of flesh forming a slit 
between my  legs.
    I can see the  interest as his cock bobs of its own volition.  Once 
more softly whispering  his name as I move my legs apart and let him see the 
fullness of my labia and  the wider slit gleaming with a slick moisture.  
"Tommy." The word moving  from a question to a low plea as I am past "the point 
of no  return."
    I need a cum and if  not from this boy's lovely cock then I am going to 
have to take it with the hard  plunging force of my dildo, tucked in with 
my  undergarments.
    "I need to have it  so bad, please."  Not Tommy's words; but mine as I 
plead and am ready to  beg the boy or even pay him.  Anything to get him to 
respond and assuage my  itch.
    My fingers moving  to my mound and spreading the thick lips as I find 
the smooth surface of my clit  and touch it gentle and then more firmer.
    Eyes wet as I reach  out with one hand to pull him up standing close in 
front of me.  His robe  draped on the chair as we both stand totally naked, 
his cock just brushing my  pubes as I give a soft moan.
    Never having given  me an answer as move to the king size bed.  Laying 
back on it legs  wide, spreading my slit to expose the wet pink walls of my 
entrance.   Reaching with one hand to hold his and pull him onto the bed 
with me.   Tommy kneeling as he awkwardly moves over one of my legs and kneels 
between my  spread legs.  
    His cock bobbing,  pointed at an angle up from his tummy as I rise to a 
sitting position and take  his hand pulling him down over me.  My other 
hand gripping his swollen  shaft and guiding him to my slick opening and my 
hips jerking up to meet his  cock head as it pushes into my wet hole.
    A long whimper from  one or both of us as he lowers further and his 
cock sinks deeper into my  pussy.  Giving a squeeze of my walls around his cock 
and releasing.   The shaft parting my walls and the greasy walls sealing 
around it as my hands  reach around to cup his ass cheeks and pull him inside 
of me till his light  thatch of pubic hair is tickling my pubes.
    "I don't have a  condom, his words almost a whine."  Terror on his face 
as he realizes that  this is the way babies are made or diseases are  
contracted.
    "Don't worry I use  birth control pills and I don't have any STDs."  
Hoping that is sufficient  to keep him in me and hard.
    His mouth finding a  hard nipple and clamps on the sensitive tissue 
hard and uses tongue and lips and  teeth to work the hard tip.  A bit painful 
as I can tell he is not really  familiar with a breast, or he is one that 
just doesn't care and I know he is not  like that.
    My legs moving  to wrap around his holding him tight into my cunt as I 
slowly work his cock with  my clenching walls, holding and releasing.  His 
gobbling moans emanating  from the area of my left breast, letting me know he 
is feeling the contact and  massaging of my pussy on his prick.
    Easing up and  letting him brace on his knees as he pulls back an inch 
or two and then lowers  back into my cunt.  Moaning softly as he fucks in 
and out in tentative  thrusts and it isn't long before he is burrowing against 
my opening and shooting  his semen deep into me.  My body rocking up to 
meet and hold him tight as  he erupts again and again till his spunk is totally 
discharged into my needy  hole.
    My walls clenching  and milking his cock of all that lovely seed.  
Trying to be gentle as I  hump into his body and try to work myself into an 
orgasm.  The boy just  laying on me now, sucking like a baby on my breast as my 
hands move up and down  his back and ass cheeks, trying to soothe and calm 
him  down.
    Looking at the  ceiling as he lays still and I am afraid he has gone to 
sleep on me.  Using  my muscles to kegel around his softening cock, not 
able to keep it from  shrinking and softening and finally pull out of my messy 
opening as he shifts  his body.
    The wetness oozing  from my opening to my labia and then dripping wetly 
to puddle around my lower  ass cheeks and rose.  Gently pulling the boy 
from my breast and resting his  head against my shoulder and chest as I can 
feel the rapid beat of his heart  against my body.  Stroking him more to calm 
him as more of his seed drips  from my messy hole.
    Kissing his  forehead and as he looks up bending awkwardly to kiss his 
lips, hoping his  doesn't mind that my lips have been sucking his cock 
minutes before.   Tongue tracing his lips and then parting them with the tip as 
he presses his  lips against mine.  Finding his tongue as I feel the strain 
in my neck from  lifting it to his upraised face.
    Whispering softly,  "the was really nice Tommy.  I thank you for 
putting up with an older woman  and her needs."  Letting him think that he has 
done me a favor and he has;  but I think he got more out of it then me so far.
    Gently pushing him  off of me and rolling him on his back as I roll 
over to kneel over him.   Looking down at his face with a sincere smile and 
lowering my head to kiss him  again on the lips and then his neck and 
shoulders., working my way down to his  chest as I nibble gently on his boy nipple.  
Feeling the slight hardness of  the nub with my tongue and lips.  Suckling  
one nipple then the other  going back and forth and then working my way down 
his soft flat tummy and  finding his nuzzling cock.  Not quite a soft worm; 
but not ready for any  more action at the moment.
    My plan to clean  him up as I lick with wide tongue around his soft 
cock and suckle the head like  I would a nipple.  Feeling a slow response and 
then a stiffening of the  organ from a cute worm to a swelling snake.
    The taste of his  seed and my cunt on his cock helping to excite me as 
I working his cock and then  lick and tease his inner thighs with my mouth.  
I take pride in my oral  skills and his cock is once again pulsing against 
my mouth as I lick and nibble  and suck the tip and swallow it again fully. 
    My cheeks drawing  in and out bringing it to life again and a little 
amazed at how quickly he  recovered.
    His soap scent gone  now, as I take a deep breath and smell the 
intoxicating musk of arousal and  recent sex filling my nostrils as they flare with 
excitement.  Moaning  around his cock as I hold the ridge of his gland 
inside my mouth and then lower  my head up and down his cock.  Fingering his 
somewhat deflated ball sack,  seeming to be smaller then the first time; but 
that might be my imagination as I  contentedly work his cock and wondering if 
he will want to come in my mouth or  fuck me again.
    I think the fuck  would be longer as he is not trembling as he did the 
first time.  His  virgin nerves are gone and it will be better for both of 
us.  A few more  deep strokes in my mouth and then pulling my head off his 
his tower of  power.
    Eyes fascinated as  I always am when looking a cock in the face 
directly.  Then raising up to  kneel on either side of his hips and lowering my 
nasty gash onto his cock.   Holding my breath as I take each fractional inch 
slowly.  His eyes watch  the juncture of our bodies and the gradual 
disappearance of his young  cock.
    Panting as I give a  hard squeeze and then another.  Working his cock 
from another position and  feeling him lifting to thrust at my body from 
below.  
    Reaching down and  spreading my folds to press a finger pad on my clit 
as I  rock up and down  on his erect phallus.  My moans becoming louder and 
longer as I slowly work  myself up into a wet mess slippery flesh.
    Whimpering softly  as my walls grasp his cock in a controlled squeeze 
and another until finally my  walls are not being controlled by my mind; but 
by the contractions of my first  small orgasm.  Eyes closing and biting my 
lower lip as my walls clench hard  on his cock holding it and then my lower 
body quivering.
    Pulling one of his  hands from my hip and placing the finger against my 
clitoris and holding it  there, teaching him the pressure as if teaching 
him braille, my own finger  showing the pressure and movement as it guides his.
    And then bracing  with my hands on his shoulders as I lean forward and 
my walls clamp around his  cock and I rock above him like a rider on one of 
those mechanical bulls.   My walls shuddering and contracting as my moans 
become a soft scream quickly  bitten off as my lips clamp shut tight on my 
mouth.
    I can feel the  flush of heat on my chest and cheeks and the flaring of 
my nostrils as I cum  hard, a finger pressing his hard on my smooth 
throbbing pearl.  
    My musk a strong  scent overwhelming my perfume as I rock drunkenly on 
his supine body.  My  grease oozing from the opening and then him bucking up 
as he shoots more of his  seed into my sloppy cunt.
    Leaning down  finally to collapse on his chest my head finding a 
softness in his shoulder and  clamping with my lips and teeth to give him a really 
nice big hickey that will  be a lovely sight tomorrow.
    Feeling his cock  slip out of my hole for the second time tonight as it 
softens and my cunt  relaxes sated with my lust at the moment.  Slipping 
off of the boy and  laying in the crook of his arm as I close my eyes and feel 
his hand still  rubbing my clit and finally pulling it away as the 
sensation is just too  overwhelming and almost painful.
    Not wanting to open  my eyes as I lay against the safety of his body 
and don't want to confront the  fact that I have seduced this young boy/man.  
Trying to will the lights off  and into the protective envelope of darkness 
as I hear the soft breathing of the  boy as he lies in the arms of Morpheus 
as he is coated with the juices of a  nasty slut.
    Finally rolling off  of the boy to the floor, padding to the tissue box 
and grabbing a couple as I  walk stiff legged to the bathroom and clean 
myself as best I can without a  shower or douche.  
    Then with another  glass of scotch in hand take a blanket from the sofa 
bed and lay it over both of  us as I lay close to my sleeping stud.  
    I know my mind is  alcohol addled but already I am conceiving a plan to 
have more of this boy for  myself.
    A middle of the  night blow job waking him up to find his cock hard and 
buried in my throat took  the edge off and we pulled the covers over us as 
I spoon against the back of the  boy.  My hard nipples in his back and 
sloppy cunt pressing against his ass  cheeks.  His lovely cock nestled in my hand 
as we settle back into a  peaceful sleep.
    Waking up early as  I usually do, the dawn just breaking and revealing 
cloudy skies.  Somehow I  lost contact with my young lover sometime in the 
early morning hours and he lays  peacefully on his back.  His breathing slow 
and steady as I pull back the  covers and look at my young Lothario.  I know 
Lothario is a seducer of  women; but I find this young man attractive as I 
look at him as I rest my head  on my elbow. 
     For sure he  is not a muscle bound lad, he is medium height and 
slender.  Not a bit of  hair on his chest and a light sprinkling of pubic curls 
protectively around his  soft penis.  I want to let him sleep as I watch; but 
I feel like I would  like to take his cock in my mouth again and wake him 
with a lovely blow  job.  And then swallow the recently made cream or take the 
erection deep  inside of me again and take his seed deep into my body.
    Shifting carefully  on the bed and just touching the nestling worm with 
my fingers so that I can  lean over and kiss the tip.  A soft brush of my 
lips and tongue tip on the  cute head.
    Wondering as I  hold it carefully and lick around the gland, tasting 
his cum and some of my  greases still staining the shaft and head; if I would 
have fucked this boy if I  had not been drinking.  Doesn't matter much now 
as the deed is  done.
    Not sure how many  virgins I have had in my life, Tommy isn't the first 
one; but it has been a good  twenty to twenty five years since my last one, 
maybe  longer.
    Pulling the covers  up over my young man and then opening a window to 
the morning air as I try to  drive the smell of sex from the room.  The stink 
of my need strong as I try  to compose myself and not jump on the bed and 
rape that  boy.
    Trying to decide if  it is too early to wake my son and have a talk 
with him and deciding as I throw  on a pair of shorts and a tank top that for 
now I will let him sleep.  That  sleep is contingent in his not waking up 
when I enter his room in a couple of  minutes.
    Almost patting some  perfume between my legs as my musk is distracting 
me.  Instead rubbing a  deodorant stick on my hand and then rubbing my hand 
on my pussy lips.  A  compromise of sorts.
    Writing a note for  Tommy that I will be back in a few minutes and then 
walking to my son's  room.  The card key works easily and I slip into the 
room and see my son  asleep in one bed and two girls passed out in the other.
    Looking around as I  creep to the dresser near the bed with the girls 
and slide it open to find  Tommy's clothing.  Taking a pair of shorts and tee 
shirt and underpants and  creeping out as quietly as I did into the room.
    The smell of pot  faint; but the smell of alcohol strong as I hang a 
sign on the door, "Do not  disturb."
    Quickly back in my  room, placing the clothing on the sofa bed as order 
a pot of coffee and a  pitchers of orange juice and told them to leave it 
by the  door.
    Slipping out of my  shorts and tank top and back into my nightgown and 
robe as I wait for room  service and bring the tray in with a grunt of 
satisfaction as I so need my  coffee.
    Sitting looking  from the bed to the lightening window as I sip and 
think on where do I go from  here.  It wasn't my plan; but it was nice getting 
laid and having a body in  bed with me all night.  Really not my type; but 
seemed so right for now for  a few days maybe.
    As I finish my  second mug of coffee a gust of wind and with it a 
splattering of raindrops on  the window panes.  Shivering as the gust brushes my 
thinly clad body and  awakens the sensitive tissue of my nipples.
    My hands setting  down the mug and then cupping and rolling my nipples 
in my fingers as I feel the  fullness of my labia swell some more with a 
budding arousal.  Just like  that I am horny as hell and my resolution to let 
my young man sleep is quickly  being destroyed with each touch of my fingers. 
 
    One hand playing  with the aching nipples as the other finds the folds 
of my pussy and rubs up and  down over my clit.  The button swelling a 
little and awakening a  lot as I shift in my seat.  Slowly rubbing out a release 
as I look at  the relaxed face of the young man in my bed.
    Deciding as much as  I want to fuck, I might just as well let him sleep 
as the young seem to be able  to do easily.  
    Taking a nice long  shower and feeling better and cleaner as the 
fragrance of soap has replaced the  scent of a slut in heat.  Hair dry and warming 
my hands around another mug  of coffee, as I sit curled up with the white 
fluffy robe covering my  body.
    Some movement and  shifting as I wait and the rain comes heavier 
pounding on the glass and the wind  blowing into the room with a shivering 
intensity.
    Not trying to scare  the boy as he wakens and looks around.  I want to 
go over to him and hug  and kiss him on the lips and then on the cock; but I 
sit holding my mug in mid  drink as he sits up and collects his thoughts.
    Smiling, "good  morning Tommy.  I hope you enjoyed and don't regret 
last  night."
Uncurling my legs from under me and walking  to the side of the bed.  The 
boy naked under the covers and I have the robe  on as I sit down beside him.
    "This is snuggling  weather,"  pointing to the window and the heavy 
rain beating on the  glass.  "Can I get under there and share your  warmth?"
    Not very subtle;  but subtle doesn't work well when you are horny.  And 
I want to see what he  has in the morning waking up.
    "Morning,"   That is all I allow him to say as I pull the covers back 
an slipping the robe  off, slide into bed with him.   His body delightfully 
warm as I  press against him with mine.
    My hand quickly  finding his penis and finding that it has lost some of 
it soft nestling quality  as it has begone to fill with blood and stiffen 
as my hand strokes  it.  My lips finding his in a gentle kiss.  My breasts 
poking into his  chest as I wiggle on top of him, molding my body to his and 
feeling the beating  of his throbbing cock against my thighs and then tapping 
on my cunt  lips.  Trapping the cock with my thighs as I continue to wiggle 
on top of  his body
    Then settling to  rest against his shoulder as his hand wrap around me 
and hold me tight.   Smiling as I rock my body on his cock, my thighs and 
labia massaging the organ  as it stiffens to battle readiness.
    I am not sure how I  look to this young man in the light of day with 
the night not hiding and  softening my looks.  His cock is saying he is 
interested; but is his mind  disgusted by a woman old enough to be his mother, 
crawling all over him, acting  like a needy whore.
    Heavy breathing  competing with the rain pelting the windows.  Tommy's 
face flushed as I  roll off of his body and lay beside him.  My hand at my 
side and teasing  his swollen erection.  The boy looking at the ceiling as I 
turn my head to  trace his ear with my tongue and then nip his  earlobe. 
    "Tommy, I want you  to fuck me please."  My voice a hushed husky 
whisper, as my hand slides  from his prick to cup his ball sack, rolling them 
against each other.  "I  need your cock inside of me.  Please. Please."  Nipping 
his earlobe  again.  I can't believe I am laying here begging a teenager to 
fuck  me.
    I know he can fuck  me as his dick is hard and ready. Whimpering as I 
move on the bed to take his  cock in my mouth and gobble it like a 
professional cocksucker.  The boy's  hips pushing up off the bed, fucking my mouth as 
I use all my skills to persuade  the boy to fuck me.
    Sucking on his  balls still smelling of his semen and my juices.  
Taking him deep and  humming.  The vibration making me moan loudly.  His hands 
pushing me  off of his prick and I roll unto my back like a paid hooker.  My 
legs  spreading wide as he finally pushes himself up and kneels between my 
legs as he  starts pumping out pushups with his cock  filling my  cunt   with 
each down stroke.  
    Writhing as his  cock pumps my juicy cunt and I beg for him to fill me 
with his seed and make me  cum.  My walls welcoming him and gripping his 
shaft and massaging it with  each stroke.  
    His white cream  filling my tunnel and I hold him tight in me and work 
him for an orgasm as I rub  a finger on my clit and give vent to a scream of 
pleasure as my insides twist  and turn on his cock.  I could use another 
harder release; but his cock  already shrinking and threatening to slip out of 
my  vagina.
    Pulling him down on  me and wrapping my arms around his back and 
holding him against my chest as his  cock pops out of my hole with a soft wet 
sound.
    Holding him for a  few minutes and then tapping his shoulder to have 
him move and taking his hand,  pulling him to the bathroom and into the shower 
and washing him from head to toe  with my mouth first and then with soap 
and wash cloth.
    His hands touching  me tentatively and guiding him to clean inside of 
my vagina and under my  breasts.  Not forcing him to touch my asshole.
    Drying each other  and powdering and then walking to the clean clothes 
so we can go for  breakfast.  Thinking maybe with the damp weather I should 
have got him  warmer clothing.  Shyly turning his back to me as he dresses.  
As if I  haven't seen what he has and he what I have.  Throwing on a denim 
skirt and  loose knit top and a pair of flats.  
    Keeping my hands to  myself as we ride down in the elevator with much 
effort, knowing that there are  cameras watching and recording everything 
outside the rooms.  Both of us  with a healthy appetite.  Coffee working its 
magic and a Spanish Omelet  filling my insides.
    Not sure what to  expect as we walk out to look at the rain in wind 
swept sheets, walking across  the water.  Leaning close, just touching his side 
with mine as we stand  conscious of each other.
    Finding my voice  finally, "let's go to the room and wait fro my son to 
come alive."  Again  finding it hard not to touch this young man as we ride 
the elevator back to my  room.  The key card trembling in my hand as I try 
three times before I get  it to work and here the click.  Quickly pushing 
the door open and into the  room closing the door after hanging out the "Do 
Not Disturb" sign.  Then  locking the door and for added security slipping the 
chain onto the  door.
    Tommy looking at me  as I pin him to the wall and kiss him hard as I 
sandwich him between me and the  wall.  Moaning into his mouth as I have 
become a very needy middle age  woman.
    My chest pounding  as I feel his hands squeeze my ass cheeks, kneading 
the flesh as I rub my mound  hard against the bulge in his shorts.
    Oh yes, slipping to  my knees and taking his semi erect cock into my 
mouth for a stiffening suckle  and then drag him to the day bed and him on top 
of me.  The boy does love  to fuck and though he isn't large, he has lots 
of stamina this time as he pounds  me into a blissful submission.  Just 
laying back as his plows into my juicy  cunt again and again.  My walls clenching 
and grasping as my legs lay wide  open and unresisting as I can feel myself 
hyperventilating as he finishes  emptying his balls again into my warm dark 
skanky pussy.  
    His grunts exciting  me as I see his eyes glaze for a moment as his 
sperm swims into my moist  canal.  Close again; but not reaching that plateau, 
even though my hips are  twitching as I milk him totally.  I have completely 
drained his starch for  the time being as I look around for my clothing and 
using the wall as I guide  walk with bruised labia rubbing to the bathroom 
and needing some cream to ease  the soreness of my cunt.
    Tommy following me  and as I kneel, use my mouth again to clean his 
soft cock and then soap and  water and rinse his privates of my musk.  Not sure 
what to do in this rainy  room and trapped by the weather; but my mind 
knows what I would love is to have  this boy fuck my brains out all day long.
    Slipping on  clothing as I spray the room and turn on the fireplace and 
feel the dampness  pulled from my bones and a relaxing torpor fills me as I 
make a early day drink  to relax my mind and emotions.
    My third text to my  son gets a reply that he will be to my room to see 
me in a few minutes.  A  little scurrying to make sure the room looks 
presentable, Tommy's used clothing  folded by him on his sofa bed and my room and 
bed not showing that two people  occupied it.
    "Let me do the  talking Tommy.  I am not sure you can lie to my son if 
he asks you  anything.  Just sit quiet and I will see how to straighten this 
 out."
    My son with a  hangover and looking like shit as he sits down in my 
room.  A little  shouting and yelling and laying down the law that he will not 
drink or smoke  again while we are here and that we leave immediately if I 
find out he  does.
    A few angry words  from my son to Tommy as to how he is pissed about 
him telling me what was going  on in the room.  
    "Okay.  Here  is what we are going to do.  Tommy you will spend tonight 
in on the  daybed.  You, my sweet son will have the room to yourself for 
one more  night.  If in the morning you are not over this snit; then we will 
be going  home.  I saw your girl friends passed out like you were when I got 
Tommy's  clothes from the room.  I am not forbidding them from the room; but 
as I  said before.  Any alcohol or drugs to include pot and you are  
grounded."
    "Tomorrow we start  over or we go home.  You understand?"  Waiting for 
his response, "you  do understand?"  My voice louder as I restate the  
question.
    "Yeah Mom, I  understand."  He doesn't look comfortable; but I think he 
 understands.
    "Now, go take a  long shower, some aspirin and find your girl friends 
and maybe you can party  nicely with them."
    Watching as he  leaves and then looking at Tommy as the door closes.  
Smiling softly as I  have given myself one more night with my young stud.
    Looking at the boy  and wondering if I am seeing fear in his eyes as he 
realizes that I want more,  more of him.  And maybe he isn't up to it.
    "Lets go  swimming."  Stripping in front of the boy and seeing he is 
watching as I  bend this way and that.  Teasing him as a young man with a 
naked woman so  close and available for him if he wants.  I can see he is 
excited as I slip  on my suit and a cover up.
    "Go pick out a  swimsuit and change and meet me down by the indoor 
pool."  Seeing him  unsure, so I pick up the room phone and order a suit from 
the shop sent to the  room.
    After the suit is  delivered sitting and watching the boy as he changes 
and I can see that he is a  little interested as he tries to hide the 
partial erection.  Standing up  and walking over to him, sliding my hand into the 
waistband of his swimsuit and  massaging the hardening shaft.  His moan of 
pleasure my reward as I look  down at the swollen head and bend to give it a 
soft kiss.  Tasting a little  precum as it gleams wetly from the small slit.
    Pulling the front  up over his erection, the bulge showing nicely in 
the front of his trunks as I  pat it and then grabbing my cover up and taking 
his hand to lead him into the  elevator and down to the indoor pool.  
    Teasing him with my  ass as I rub against his hard cock as we ride the 
elevator.  The boy  blushing as we walk into the pool area and grab some 
towels and drop them on  chaise lounges.  
    The pool having a  number of people using it rather then the cold wet 
lake outside.  Pulling  his chaise next to mine as we watch those already in 
the water.  A towel  setting over his groin to hide his arousal, as I talk 
softly to him.   Teasing and promising that I can easily take care of his  
problem.
    Not caring if the  others think I am more attentive to the young boy, 
then maybe an older woman  should.  They may think I am his mother; but the 
hard thrust of my nipples  against my bra top and the fullness of my labia 
bulging my bottoms would attest  to the fact that mother or not, I am aroused 
by this young man and want to jump  his cock with all of my holes.
    My son in his room  or maybe with his girlies as we while away to 
afternoon.  A few drinks to  loosen me up and a swimming a few lengths of the 
pool and enjoying the feel of  my body cutting through the water smoothly.  I 
will not be mistaken as a  great swimmer; but can hold my own.  The boy, well 
he needs some time in  water or more confidence as he might keep himself 
afloat; but definitely will  not swim a pool length in a straight line.
    The pool not overly  crowded with people as Tommy and I hang onto the 
edge and talk.  The water  covering most of us and the side of the pool 
covers more as I manage to sneak my  hand to his trunks and massage his penis to 
a nice erection.  Whispering  sweet nothings, well anyway, whispering what I 
would like to do with or have  done with that cock of his.
    My nipples are hard  pebbles pushing at my bra and my labia are nicely 
full and looking to be parted  by a hardy prick.  The boy suggesting maybe I 
should go back to the chaise  and lay down and he will be back there as 
soon as a certain problem resolves  itself.  I like the way he said he has a 
hard on and needs for it to  subside before he can join me outside of the pool.
    I would so love for  him to rub sun tan lotion on me; but figure since 
there isn't any sun that  people might be suspicious.  I wonder how many 
times this kid can get hard  in a twenty four hours and would like to actually 
find  out.
    Laying watching  some people at the pool and finding I am horny.  Go 
figure that.  The  boy laying next to me reading a magazine and checking his 
phone as we pass the  time to dinner.
    A boring day and  wasted to some extent.  My son having dinner with us 
and meeting his girl  friends afterwards.  Tommy looking longingly as my son 
walk away, my  admonishment to him about drugs and alcohol and reminding 
him I have the other  key card and might check on him during the night.
    Tommy checking out  the arcade area and I see he is talking with some 
boys and girls as I pop into  the lounge and listen to the "torchlight" 
singer making everyone melancholy, as  they think on those moments in the past 
that might have been different.  At  least that is what I did as I nursed a 
brandy Manhatten and then another  one.  
    Not trying to be a  burden to Tommy as I can see him enjoying himself 
with his new friends.   Texting him and letting him know I am going back to 
the room.  Meeting him  for a moment to give him the other card key for my 
room.  Telling him to  have fun and will see him later.
    Wondering what I am  really doing and just how good a mother I am as I 
let my son have a room to boff  girls and I am boffing his friend and 
partially the reason I am letting my son  off easy.  
    Not even sure if  Tommy really wants to have sex with me or just 
feeling he has to be  polite.  I could have picked up a couple of guys in the 
lounge; but I can't  take them back to my room as Tommy may be up for some bed 
wrestling when he  turns in.
    My shower,  basically a shower with just enough teasing to make me feel 
tingly as I dry off  and look into the mirror.  Not bad for a middle aged 
woman.  Not  beautiful; but with enough appeal to still get men of various 
ages  interested.  Throwing on a silk robe and switching to single malt scotch 
to  mellow me out.
    The view from the  room really is pretty with the lights they have on 
for effect and the rain still  beating on the window sills and the occasional 
flash of lightning making a  freeze frame of a picture.  
    The fireplace  giving a soft glow to the room and I would so love to 
pull out my toy and work  myself; but think that would be nasty if Tommy 
showed up and I am in the thoes  of an orgasm, legs spread wide and a dildo 
sticking out of my cunt as I moan  uncontrollably.
    I think maybe I am  getting myslf excited as I can feel the material 
brushing my aroused nipples and  the fullness of my vulva.  Wondering if I 
should go and check on my son and  make sure he is not out of control.  Then 
deciding to wait a little  longer.  Falling off to sleep and not knowing when 
Tommy returned to the  room; but hearing his breathing and walking over to 
tuck the covers around him,  as I have done many times with my son.  It 
seemed so long ago that I was  the mother/mom and not an ogre nagging and nagging.
    Deciding to let the  boy sleep and not wake him with my lips around his 
cock sucking him awake.   Another quick scotch and then turning in myself 
to sleep and face the morning  sun, hopefully.  
    A sound sleep and  turning over to find that my bed is empty and making 
coffee, sipping it as I  watch the dawn and the darkness turn into sullen 
daylight.  Another sucky  day, as I finished my coffee and walk to the 
sleeping boy, so innocent in  sleep.
    Leaning to brush  his lips with my wet ones.   The slowly peeling back 
the covers to  show the boy sleeping nude.  Surprised, pleasantly.  Then 
reaching  down to run my finger along the softness of dick.  Fingering touching 
the  head as I lick in slow strokes till I have his cock hard and stiff.  I 
 don't know if the boy is awake of not; but climbing onto the bed as I slip 
my  robe off and thighs on either side of his hips as I lower my cunt ontk 
and feel  it slip easily  into my wet welcoming hole.  Working up and down 
the  lovely organ.  Leaning forward and smiling as I see his eyes open.  My  
walls clenching and squeezing and working his prick into a morning release 
of  cream.  The boy just laying back and letting me do all the work.  
    Climbing off of his  body and kissing his lips and then cleaning up the 
mess I made on his body with  my mouth and lips.  Then moving to the 
bathroom to clean up the mess that  he made inside of me.
    A morning breakfast  and the sun breaking out.  Tommy joining my son 
and the girls in a hike in  the woods.  Having freedom to sunbathe at the Lake 
and then a short hike  and a text from the boys that they are going to the 
barbeque and will not be  meeting me for dinner.
    I guess that ended  that short affair as Tommy came back and collected 
his belongings to move back  into the room with my son and I assume those 
two fucking girls.   Why  else would he pass up my pussy, even if I am much 
older, unless he was getting  young fresh stuff.
    A shower and  carefully selecting my clothing as I will do the lounge 
again after  dinner.  A nice black dress, low cut on my chest, sleeves just 
barely on my  shoulders.  The skirt to mid thigh and loose around my body.  
No bra  and just a black thong.  Low heels as I don't need to make myself 
much  taller.
    Dinner was good;  but lonely.  However I didn't want anyone to see that 
I was not  appreciating it.  Then a stroll from the restaurant to the 
lounge,  letting those dining get a glimpse of my long legs as I stepped out  
smartly.  Finding a seat at the corner of the bar and sitting half turned  to 
the rest of the lounge on my stool.  One long lovely leg crossing over  
another as I sip a single malt scotch and view my options from the men that are  
by themselves.
    I see a few  prospects and let them see more of my thighs as I slowly 
shift my legs and let  my skirt ride high.  My thong may or may not be 
visible; but I am sure that  a few men are positive that they have seen all the 
way up my skirt and who am I  to dissuade them of that thought.
    Not in a hurry to  pick my stud for the night as I am pacing myself.  I 
just don't want to  wait too long and find I have a guy who passes out 
before he gets it inside of  me.
    A whole pile of  coasters built up in front of me as I talk to one then 
another of the men and  give each a little encouragement.  Allowing a touch 
of my thigh or the side  of my breast or a bump of my leg against a bulge.  
The bulge for me is the  selling point as I want to have a nice firm big 
cock to go to bed with this  night.
    Picking my choice  carefully and then texting Tommy to let my son know 
that I don't want to be  disturbed tonight...........
 
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