.. uh Sue, I... I... I... had a great time," a little nervous stutter showing up in his voice. "I did too Tommy, you are a great date," Sue said since...rely. Tommy stood nervously in front of his mom, his hand's fidgeting at his sides. He almost had an overpowering urge to grab her and kiss her. He got control of himself and asked, "Uh... does... does... a guy get a kiss on the first... first date," Tommy blurted nervously. His heart was beating wildly again. His knees felt like they were going. After she had come she asked “If we continue we could soak our clothes. How about we get naked?”Steve replied “Yes but as in the booklet can I undress you like one of the stories?”“Yes.” she replied. He took off her undies as they were wet and placed then under his pillow. He removed her skirt then her blouse. Wendy had boobs, very small ones but boobs. He kissed them.She undressed him and came across his hard cock. She kissed it. Wendy asked “Can I do a story on you please?”Steve smiled “Yes.”. But it didn't. Oh, how I would have loved to get my dick out and unload all over her ass, her back, perhaps even her hair if I could reach it. That thought itself almost made me do it. But something was holding me back; the sudden realization that I could never forgive myself for wasting wave after wave of cum. To see it land on her body, to have to clean it up, to make sure there weren't any traces. In a moment of clear brain functionality, I decided I had to hide the evidence. And I had to. Since I had no hospital rounds this weekend, I was thinking about going up to the mountains for at least Friday night, but had not yet decided if I would do it.I heard the door open and Mrs. Winterbottom come in and get settled at reception. I went out to greet her, and I saw her sitting there, her seagull feather in her hand, and a puzzled expression on her face.“Good morning, Sophie,” I said. “I mean, Mrs. Winterbottom.”“It’s okay,” she smiled. “You can call me Sophie, as long as it is not in.