I was listening to music and didn't hear you coming," she told him."Sorry..I...I thought you were dressed since the door was partially open," he stamm...ered."No worries. I'll meet you in the living room in a minute after I finish up."She felt so nervous that her hands were nearly shaking. Her son had just seen her intimately in a way that he hadn't in years. But at the same time, a large part of her was becoming extremely aroused at the fact that her body could get her son going the way that it. I myself was far too disciplined to let so much as the tiniest whimper escape my lips, ecstatic though the moment was, but my ears never tired of the music made by a lover in the throes of sexual delight. I fucked the way I had been fucked and it seemed to meet with the young man’s approval. He had been a neophyte to the world of sodomy until I came along and defiled him. What is more, he had taken an instant liking to it, which pleased me greatly for it ensured a more or less reliable source. They ran naked down the empty corridor, grinning at the naughtiness of it, and found the shower cubicle that had been fitted in the ladies’ toilets. They washed each other, still giggling, then when they got back they found the girls all there, smiling as ever and offering them all kinds of food they’d brought back.It was a sexy feeling, being nude and freshly showered in the middle of the hermies, while they ate. Sophie was thinking it was absurd really, after all the sex they’d only just had. Tears filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. She bit her lip and stayed still almost in case the spell would be broken.Peter glanced round his paper and took in what he saw. His immediate reaction was to go to her and comfort her but he restrained himself. She might think, however mistakenly, that he was going to try and take advantage of her. He smiled. He never would. She needed reassurance, gentleness and comfort. If that required a hug she would have to initiate it. He went back to his.