When she finished her mealGinger informed me that Mistress Ann was at a bd/sm club (play party) andwouldn't be home till late but had left explicit in...structions of how totreat me at witch point I had started to yell at her telling that shecouldn't continue to treat me like this Ginger then walked up and slapped meacross the face and informed me that she was the adult and that I was thebaby here and had no choice as to how I was to be treated. As I sat therewith a pissed off look Ginger told me. Wham-bam-thank-you-mam, that's it. No spark! No feeling! No nothing, except laying there in a wet spot trying to go to sleep.Is this it, I thought? Had we become our parents? "Quiet, George the kids may hear. Not tonight, I have a headache."At twenty-two did I have forty or fifty more years of this? As the days and weeks rolled by this became our norm. Then thoughts creped into my head, maybe we had been to young and this was a mistake on our part. I loved Mike, but now I entertained thoughts. I think I know what you mean," she whispered. "You were so kind to me. Even when I mocked you and tried to hit you ... you defended yourself ... but you comforted me..." I'd never want to see you hurt." It is more than that. You want me. Not just to mate with me. You respect me. You believe in me. You care about me like a child but desire me as your mate," she said pausing before she added. "Is that what you mean by love?"I took her in my arms and kissed her again. When I broke it I smiled.. We enjoy the days, watching TVs, playing games etc. No, you don’t think that we have sex because we are not gays! We are both straight! Sometimes his mother also joins us in card games. Well, I think from this place we should start particularly! About his mom, she looks pretty sexy like a mature porn star. She has got big boobs, blond hair, sexy ass and also some sexy expressions always on her face.But something unusual happened a few weeks ago……As usual I was preparing to go to my friend’s.