“No, not really,” she answered. “I actually feel wide awake.” “Maybe that’s because you didn’t cum?” I offered, lying back with post...-coital fatigue. “How do you know I didn’t cum?” she asked, as she gathered up her clothing which was still strewn across the floor. “Well did you?” Kate just smiled as she turned and headed off towards the bedroom. “Good night Damon,” she said, flicking the light off as she walked out of sight. Left alone in the darkness, I closed my eyes and quickly drifted. .. I wanted kids. My kids, her kids, our children. Grandchildren. I wanted out children to have grandchildren. A rosy future with the money to make life wonderful. A new beginning for the house. Jess would make my house our home.Across the bridge, late in the evening ... someday someone is going to pave Main. Splishing and splashing up to the hotel and ... well, Son Of a Bitch ... the lights are on at home!Our home is lit up like Christmas. I heard the Hotel front door slam and I could see John. “ Yes, Ma I have held them many times and jerked off while rubbing them on my cock thinking about you.” He hesitated “Have you seen me doing that?”“Yes, I have,” I spoke while lathering his cock.“When?”“Today- morning.”“Oh Mom, you must have felt very disgusted about me.”“Initially yes but you see, now it makes no difference.”“Yes, in the initial days when I used to jerk off fantasizing you. After the discharge, a sense of guilt used to trouble me. But after a few months, I could masturbate. I blush and move away for which he instantly reprimands me with a slap on the ass and a sharp, “Bad puppy! I told you to stay.”I hear him doing something with the plug but I don’t even want to know. I put my head down in my arms as if I could shut it out, but once I felt him spreading my ass cheeks, I know it isn’t likely I can ignore this. A gasp escapes my lips as the cold tip of the plug comes in contact with my asshole. I realize then that he had been lubing it up and I was grateful for.