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Feel," she suggested moving her leg aside to make room for my hand.I didn't for a minute doubt her, but I was raised to mind my parents so I dipped my hand into the bathwater. That's hot, Mom." "I told you." She seemed pleased that the water temperature got my attention the way it had. No one has done that for me in a long time." She turned on charm that I never realized she had.They didn’t lose their sexdrive, they just got better with age.
No one was in sight, but the bed covers were turned back ready for use. I'm as decent as I want to be so come on in." I eased up to the door gradually and peered around the corner. Her hair was gathered and tied in a half-assed ponytail. When she saw me peeking around the corner of the door she brightened up like a Christmas tree.
I jumped slightly when my hand made contact with the water. "Please." "I don't want to spoil you, Lady," I said jokingly as I kneeled beside the tub. No body loves me anymore." She placed her forearms one on top of the other from knee to knee and rested her chin on the bridge they made. But that's not the kind of attention I need just now," she explained. "I'll help if I can." "But Honey, you're my son." "True enough, but correct me if I am wrong.
She was trying to give the impression that she was pouting and begging for sympathy. Her eyes searched the expression on my face hoping not to find hurt or disappointment there. According to Webster son is defined as a male offspring. This caused my arm, the one draped over her shoulder, to naturally move down her body to rest at her right breast.
She was certainly not a centerfold candidate, but no man in his right mind would kick her out of bed.
Anyway, this all happened over three years ago, and everything turned out for the best.