As for me, well, outside of Rick and Henry I never told a soul about what happened. And only a handful of people actually knew. I continued my schooli...ng that fall, going to college and getting an education. One day I actually bumped into Megan, the one from the bachelorette party. She didn’t recognize me, but I told her who I was. She apologized for that night and told me that they were just really drunk and wanted to have fun. I accepted her apology and asked her if she was friends with. Last night, she had met me, after a work day spend doing busy work in front of my laptop, stuck in an office. Today however I had a meeting with some big shots and that meant suiting up. I grabbed the suit out of the closet and laid it on the bed. “Look at you, Mr. Bond.” Doing my best Connery, I replied, “You look lovely today Miss Moneypenny.” On the way down to the lobby she said she knew a few nice restaurants close by the hotel, on the city square. We would meet in the middle at six. Most times it was just innocent kisses and ticking each other. Some ass grabbing would occur and a couple times I got bold enough to stick my tongue in her mouth or I would stand behind her and grab hold of her breasts. This often lead to more kissing and touching. More than a mother and son should be doing but nothing ever happened beyond that. That is until the night we spent together in a motel room.Mom still looks great at age 67. Short and plump with big 44DD tits. Her hair is completely. ”And I did. I sped up my thrusts, and felt my release approaching. I had wanted to last longer, but pleasing her had turned me on so much that I couldn’t do it. I reached down and held her hips, and with one last deep thrust, started pumping my come inside her. She felt the first blast of semen, and that, combined with the contact my pelvis was making with her clit, pushed her over the edge as well. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down onto her, and tears began streaming down her.