The hotels were great for people watching, all the ski bunny's and hotcouples. I had pulled a couple dates the past few trips out here butnever anythi...ng that really amounted to too much besides a bit of hot sex.But that wasn't really what I wanted. I was always looking for that selfassured, confident, dominant looking woman to enjoy some of life'skinkier pleasures. Jack and Gayle knew that my late wife and I were a bitkinky and had no problem with that. They just were vanilla, but that'scool. Some of the jerks with lots of money get a little kinky at times but it all washes off, if you know what I mean." If they don't want to wear a rubber, they don't have to. You do what the customer has paid for or suffer the consequences. One-half hour maximum per trick unless they pay double." Most of the rooms have video cameras which are watched by 'special' customers in back rooms. They are the types who enjoy watching better than fucking, you get ten-percent of any video sales. At two. ”“I don’t accept that. It’s not right.”“Mom, I know you think that. I’m being responsible. Some kind of birth control is used every single time. We just have to disagree on this.”She said nothing for a moment. I simply waited. I knew she had more to say.“As for refusing my punishment and blatantly disobeying me, we have to discuss that as well.”“While I’m sorry about that, you have to understand that the love of my life had just died! Your solution to that was to cut me off from all my friends!. As their arousal became more intense, they would stroke my twitching cock. They still stopped me before my fingers reached their pubic mounds.That remained our routine until late that summer when my cock suddenly became tumescent in my mother’s hand. I was kneeling between her legs, my knees pressed lightly against her soft, sensitive inner thighs when it happened. Releasing me for a moment, she pushed her petticoat’s top off her shoulders to fall around her waist. For the first time, I saw her.