Andrew fetched it and collared me. “I want the new one, Mom. The delivery service says it was delivered at 2:14pm, yesterday.”I always felt stupid... wearing my son’s fetish item. It didn’t arouse me one bit. Why it affected me the way it did, simply pissed me off. I stood stupid, but defiant. I had dressed in my work clothes before making breakfast.He searched every inch of my room. Then he made me jerk him off. I donned my apron for the deed. I think he got off faster seeing me in an apron. I. He kept saying “Oh my God, I can’t believe this is finally happening”.It only hurt a little bit as he slowly slid his cock in my ass. It was merely a few seconds for my body to adjust to what I call “pleasure-pain” as he entered me. Once I was comfortable I started to writher my body and he knew this was his time to start humping. He let his fucking strokes go the full length of his rod as he moved. I told him to rub my clit again as he ass-fucked me. His hand rubbing my clit and his cock. I couldn't help but stare at her tits - they were fabulous. A car behind me honked. shattering my reverie. The light had been green and I didn't even notice. She laughed at me; I couldn't hear it but I had the strongest urge to.That was when I made my decision.I turned the wheel sharply and drove into the gas station just behind her. I turned off the engine and hopped out of my Mustang. I walked up behind her and leaned down. She still hadn't noticed me ,I guess, so I whispered into her ear,. That was when I knew I had him, right then, nailed. I know what I look like and how men look when they see me. He was nearly pretty he was so handsome, tall and lean with a close-cropped haircut.We said hi to each other and I told him his folks had gone to dinner and a movie. He said his name was George and he went to a military school on the edge of town, out in the sticks, stayed there all week. "I just got promoted," he said proudly, "first sergeant. And we're free this weekend, until Monday.