As I headed for the open bathroom door I felt as embarrassed as a schoolgirl caught with her hand in her panties. I recalled the previous night, and t...he party, a singles mixer hosted by the apartment complex where my friend Steve lived. He invited me and I went, hoping to get lucky. I had no luck, though, although I mixed with enthusiasm and talked with several women. Then Steve appeared with two women, a young attractive one with long black hair and eager blue eyes, and a tall mousey blond who. It seemed now that some of them did want to lock me down. I was averse to this because I was twice divorced and jumping into another commitment sounded about as fun as drilling a hole in my head. So, I avoided it for a long time.Then I met Devon. He was very pretty and outgoing. He was enrolled in community college and worked part-time as a server. We spent a lot of time together even though he officially lived with his parents. He stayed over three or four nights a week at my place.. As soon as I saw the faces I knew that Sarah and I had met this couple before and it had been a great discussion. Tami was a sexy mid 30's woman from the moment I first met her and her husband Steve was tall and good looking too. The two of them were soaked through and had obviously been caught off guard by the freak summer rain storm. You could see the lace of Tami's bra through her wet blouse as she came into the kitchen where we greeted them and apologetically gave them some paper towel to. Swallowing it. Click, click, click. I was his personal photo slut... opened... spread.My son straightened up and came up close to me, smiling."Nice Mom... god, you like it don't you."He put his hand on my ass and squeezed my round, tender ass cheek sinking his outstretched fingers into the crack of my ass. I looked at my son and than slowly down to where his hand was."Oh god baby... I do... I shouldn't but I do... I love it when you take my pictures and when you touch me."I felt so vulnerable.