”“Damn, if my mother ever found out — I don’t want to think about that.”“What’s the difference? If your mother found out I was fucking a...nother man, any man, she would go ballistic anyway.”“Yeah, but she comes from a long line of southern segregationists. Something like this would kill her.”Vicky thought that might not be a bad outcome, but she said, “I know, but there is no reason she should ever know.”“Oh the contrary, if you are going to continue to fuck this guy without protection, she is. As she climbed the stairs toward her bedroom, her soaking wet pussy quivered with excitement, she needed the touch of a man so bad, but her own son, how could she have let it go that far. She opened her bedroom door and looked at herself in her mirror. God, she couldn't believe it, she had a huge dark wet spot in the crotch of her workout suit. He really had her aroused as her pussy was soaking wet and her swollen clit still throbbing. As she peeled off her work-out suit, the crotch was. You’re scaring Walker. He’s freaking.”I rolled back over, closed my eyes.Vanessa came back with my son. She went in the bathroom and adjusted our shower. She and Walker tug-pushed me out of bed, and half carried me into the bathroom.Vanessa slipped out of her robe and said to Walker, “Help me.” He took off his tee and jeans and the two of them carried me under the hot water.I breathed deeply for the first time since Monday. Vanessa shampooed my hair while Walker used a newly unwrapped loofah on. It didn’t wake him up, so I got more courage and touching his balls, inner thighs and all and removed my dress and started masturbating. He woke up suddenly and saw me in a very awkward position. He was quite shocked and slapped me very hard. I kept on saying sorry to him for what happened. For about 3 days it was very awkward but somehow managed to pass because of office.On weekend, he finally spoke to me and asked me what the hell that happened another day. I confessed him everything, how.