He could be rough if I asked him to because he would do almost anything to please me. I had been his pretend mother for almost a year now and we were... close because of it. I didn’t judge him…it was taboo but he was a sweet young man, I knew it wasn’t just lust…so I played the fantasy to make him happy. He was so beautiful, if one of my son’s grew up to be that gorgeous….“Ann, can I talk to you about something?” he asked.“Sure baby, you can tell me anything.” I said, hearing concern in his. Thankfully, I notice I wasn’t the only one to take cover. Unfortunately my wife and kids are looking at me with a concerned expression. I wonder what that must have looked like to them?“Are you okay?” my wife asks in a whisper. I can’t look at her right now, ashamed, and just nod.Thankfully the mood lightens as we start talking about Ashley’s grades, and Kally’s first year in school. Karrista offers to drive, but I tell her I’ve been missing driving anything smaller and faster than an. She was really short — like 5 foot or so and was pretty chunky but those tits were massive — 2 udders that spilled over onto her legs when she sat down. We sat next to each other after dinner while watching a movie. The landlord and his girlfriend were going to town over on the other couch — kissing and groping. So Linda and I did too. We made out and French kissed a lot. It was great. She let me finger her pussy under her skirt. ‘I got my thongs on’, she whispered. Pretty soon, the landlord. " I told her as I stumbled into the bathroom to relieve myself and shower. Later we met downstairs for breakfast before she headed to the airport and I headed into work.Anita is an attorney and we both worked for a medium size manufacturing plant in St. Louis. She specializes in negotiations and travels with teams when they work off plant and this trip was to negotiate a new subcontract with a major aerospace firm in Denver. She traveled several times a year on similar negotiations and would be.