My mind drifted back to all those nights with my glory-hole cam waiting and watching my mother slowly undress when she got out of work. Then again whe...n she would do to bed, removing her clothes and putting on her smooth silk nighty. Pre-cum oozed from my tip as I thought about all those nights I masturbated to her, watched her. I slid her panties down around her ankle and stood as I went to throw her panties to the ground. I stood in awe of my mothers amazing body laying before me. Breathing. I had an inkling of what it might be about, and wondered if I had should have mentioned what Jennifer had told me about being curious about girls. My suspicions were confirmed when Mr. Sanders called Jennifer and Teresa up to the front of the class."Jennifer," he said. "Jason tells us you have an interest in girls, is that right?" I wanted to sink down into my chair, but Jennifer caught my eye and gave me a look that told me all I needed to know about how she felt. I groaned, knowing we would. ”“You would, wouldn’t you?”As her head rested against his chest, the smell of her scented soap tickled his nostrils. He inhaled enjoying the scent and tried to etch it into his memory, so that he would be able to recall it even after years had passed.Tears ran down his face as he answered, “For as long as you needed me.”She cleared her throat and asked, “I know that you must have been tempted, but why didn’t you ever try anything with me?”“It wouldn’t have been right to have such beauty marred. . loving ... romantic.“Wait!” she said. “Say that part again.” She wanted to hear it a second time to convince her it had been said the first.“Which part?” he asked.“The part about the other person’s pleasure being more important.”“Oh,” he said. “That part is hard sometimes and easy sometimes. Like there are times, usually when she’s on top, that I love lying there watching her face and knowing that she’s having a great time. I don’t even feel the urge to cum, sometimes.” He blinked. “Who am I.