Aw he dressed up for me... He stared me up and down I answered the door with nothing but my panties on. Nipples were erect pussy still wet as he can s...ee the moisture on my panties. I grabbed his Polo button down and yanked him in. When I shut the door and also pushed him onto my floor and straddled him. He tried to kiss me. Why is don't know I only kiss women. So I pulled my face back and slapped the shit out of him. He was looking stupid but he was still hard. I didn't want he to be passionate. I peeled myself way from the bed unnoticed by both pillow partners and in my birthday suit I made my way toward my friends. Their focus finally moved as their interest changes to me and what I’m doing. I moved in close to Jan kissing her, a deed I’ve done hundreds of time but this time I hope it was a bit more. As she didn’t pull away I thought I’d press my luck further falling to my knees before her. I gently moved away her hand which now was rubbing on her own pussy over the fabric of her. “Now John would you like to tell me what is going on here” John’s mom said as calmly as she could. I loved John’s mom when she was angry her long dark brown hair hung to one side covering her right breast. Her breast were about C’s and for 38 years old still perky. She was average size and had a big ass that would drive any man crazy. John built up the courage and said to her “Mom I did not want it to be this way but, I am gay and I would like for you to respect that” As John’s mom took that in. He moved up behind her and put his hands on her hips, just standing slightly apart from her – he expected her to resist or pull away but she moved her body back to press against his loins. He moved his hands round and up under her soft t-shirt, slowly sliding over her skin to cup her breasts. Holding them he pulled her back against him.She turned her head and kissed him but quickly turned away and guided his hands down to the top of her shorts – he knew she wanted him to slide them down over.