”I was rambling, and my face was hot from the lie, but he was too sweet to know it was total bullshit.“Oh, sure. I’m Jason.”“Well, you’re ...my first Jason today,” I said as I pretended to write his name down on my pad.He grinned. Something was endearing about that smile. I didn’t have the heart to lie anymore to that boy-next-door face. Thankfully, I didn’t have to since he wolfed down his waffles and darted off to class.A few weeks later, after serving Jason many waffles, he got up the courage. I had been asking her to go for years, but she always said no. This was our anniversary. We went out to dinner. She was wearing a short dress with a low-cut top showing some cleavage. She had on a pink bra and panties. I asked her to wear a garter belt with nylon stockings and semi-high heels. She is a mature woman and looked very hot for our anniversary date. While we were having dinner, she drank a lot of wine and began to get drunk. I asked her again to join me at the theater on our way. ‘Mike! What are you doing here? I thought I would never see you again! Where did you go off to after you left?’ she asked in wonderment. He pretty much looked the same if not a bit paler and his hair was a lot longer but other than that he was still the exactly as she remembered him. ‘Hold on sweetheart, one question at a time,’ he laughed. ‘I thought I would never see you again. You didn’t even say good-bye,’ she said barely above a whisper. ‘I didn’t say good-bye because I knew we would see. "Lovely," grinned Jessica, following his spasmed reactions. "He won't belong... he's finding out how lovely it is to have his prick frigged in adress by Melissa and Samantha. All part of his education."The boy's wriggles were interrupted by Vera's phone on her chairsidetable. She listened through the fool's commotion and whimpering, thenturned it off and put it into her handbag, just in time for the peak ofher stepson's pleasure, as bubbles of white sperm rose up his tube, in acontinual stream,.