The sun on his skin. The whiteness of his smile. Goddamn he was beautiful. I started to frown when I thought of Joe. Sure, he was still good looking b...ut I was bored and scared that he felt the same about me. “Everything alright?” he asked bringing me out of my fantasy. “Yeah just fine, why do you ask? I replied, trying to cover my true feelings. “You seem a bit down today, you’re not smiling as much as you normally do.” “It’s just my relationship with Joe, we’re stuck in a rut. We’ve been. It wasn't a hard women's only kind of place. There were a few man and woman couples, a scarce number of single men, and a big majority of women; some of the women were alone, nursing their drinks, others were couples, and there were several groups of them.Moira asked the girl behind the bar for straight bourbon on the rocks, and curiously looked around. There were two young women, near their thirties, acting as if they were lovers in search of fun seated at a table near the little dance floor;. I also saw her faint line of hair angling towards her Mount Venus, the place I so desired to enter from when I was old enough to know the differences between male and female bodies. After all I was still only 16yrs old and my fantasies were all centred on one thing, and at that moment, it was my Mom’s body. I then knelt down and slid her stocking off and her garter belt. She twisted around and turned on the shower revealing to me her beautiful hips and thigh from the rear. I wanted to. We left the shower and dried each other, then she poured us another drink she asked “was I any good? it’s the first time I have taken a guy all the way orally”, I told her she was the best ever, I took her in my arms , led her to the bed then lay side by side, fingering her pussy gently whilst I suckled her nipples and slowly recovered my erection, when I was finally hard again she climbed on top of me lined my cock up with her hole and sank down effortlessly onto me, her pussy felt tight, wet.