I closed my eyes imagining my mom naked as worked my hand up and down faster and faster on my erect prick. Then I heard my mom, "Honey are you..." She... didn't finish the question as she stepped into the doorway of my room getting the shock of her life; 'catching' her son jerking off. I opened my eyes to see her standing there with a look of disbelief on her face; I quickly noticed that she didn't leave! My mom stood there for what seemed like hours but it was only 20 or 30 seconds before she. “Sportscaster Howie Long is hosting a party for current and past members of the LA Rams,” I explained. “His son indicated that his father also wanted to introduce us to some of the people we should know around town.”“A listers?” Suzanne asked.“Perhaps,” I responded. “Chris wasn’t clear, but I would assume there will be. Better to be overdressed than underdressed.”Suzanne smiled and stared at Heather, “Dear, hang on to this man.”“Mr. Martin, why don’t you have a seat,” Suzanne suggested. “I will. ‘And your name?’ I prompted. ‘Toni, Toni Charles.’ She hesitated a second, then held out her hand. In the process she managed to knock a stack of folders off the table next to the door. ‘Oh no! I’m so sorry!’ She quickly bent down to pick them up. As she did so she bumped the file cabinet and a coffee cup that was sitting on top of it on top fell onto the floor and shattered. ‘Oh my God! Oh shit!’ She cried, and then she covered her mouth with her hands, ‘I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to say. I turned the TV on to the local news to get the weather report while changing into my new swim suit - a two piece that covered some of my baby belly and showed lots of cleavage. Looking in the mirror, I'm not too ashamed of my looks - short blond hair, clear skin with the requisite crows feet, soft curves and a nice butt over trim legs. Digging out my flip flops and lotion and grabbing a large bath towel I head down to the beach with my book in hand. It's Tuesday and the population on the beach.