1 comments/ 213183 views/ 23 favorites Coffee House Pick Up By: Lost Soul "Damn, nothing ever works out for me." And with that my son closed his lap top computer he had on the dinning room table. I knew he was trying to find a girl to go out with him and he was checking his e-mail for an answer. "First, Kelly, then Sharon. Now Marie have all e-mailed me with a no." My son was 19 and in college a hour's drive away in capital city. "Nothing ever works out for me" and with that my son closed his lap top computer he had on the dinning room table. He was trying to find a girl to go out with him and he was checking his e-mail for an answer. My son had never been good with girls in high school and was not doing any better now. His was a good kid but he just did not have that something special about him that young women wanted. I recalled how I treated some of the boys when I was in high school and felt a bit of shame come over me. "What am I doing wrong mom?" my son ask. "Nothing sweetheart, you just have not found the right one yet" and I went over and put my arm around him giving him a reassuring hug. Since my divorce from Roger's father I had to balance my son, along with the house, and my job. This was the time he really needed his father but I would have to do. "Roger honey, would you want me to help? I ask. My son seemed a bit confused, "what do you mean help mom?" I took a deep breath and began to explain how I could ask around my friends if they would like to go out with a younger man. They were all divorce and nothing doing much with their private lives. If he did not have a problem with having a older girlfriend she could come and visit him at college on the weekends. "I would love it, do you know somebody? Roger ask. "I just might know one or two, give me a few weeks to work on it" and I saw my son's face light up with joy. He was at that point in life where he needed his self esteem raised. I chatted with a few of the women I knew but most were unconformable not so much of being with a younger man but that it would be my son. I did not want to press too hard but somehow things were not falling in place as easy as I thought it would. What was I going to do, I did not want to let my son down. It would devastate him. Sitting at home that night I racked my mind trying to come up with something, it was like I was the only female that loved and cared for my son. He was after all the light of my life. If only there was someone like that..., and then it hit me. No I could not do that. Yes I loved my son and wanted him to be happy but still not that. I could not become my son's girlfriend. Sure I could teach him about sex in a loving way no other women would. And although I had let my looks go a bit since my divorce that did not mean I could look nice for a man again. But why was I thinking this? After a few hours of watching TV I still could not get it out of my mind. I went to my computer and type in a search engine the words incest. So much came up, much were self help support groups. But many were stores that were very upbeat and positive about the subject. And to my surprise at least a third of the stories dealt with mother-son relationships. I never dreamed it was popular or had so much passion. How many were real and how many were made up I could not tell but I knew many young men enjoyed the idea. I had to sleep on the idea for a day but I knew what I wanted from the start. The question is would my son go for it? I e-mailed my son that it was a go and wanted to know where he wanted to meet his date? He said a coffee house next to the campus would be good and he gave me a address and a time. My son asked what her name was? I said Diana which was my middle name, something he never remembered. My son wrote that he could hardly wait. I drove that Saturday to capital city. I went to the coffee house an hour early and sat in the back. I had my hair tied back and wore dark glasses. Soon my son came in and sat down. He ordered a cup of coffee and looked around nervously. Then three other young man came in and saw my son and sat down with him. They were his friends but I could tell he did not want them at that moment, looking at his watch. Finally my son got up and headed for the bathroom. On the way back to his table is when I got up and wisped to him, "Roger, here" He did a double take and then said "Mom? I motion for us to go to the back away from his friends. "What is happening mom, where is she? Has something happened? I put my hand on my son's arm and told him that things did not work like I had hoped. I could see the crushed look in his eyes and I now knew that more then ever what I needed to do. "I have a even better idea that can work if you go along with a little bit of game and role playing" I told him. "What do you mean, role playing" my soon to be surprised son asked. "Just trust me and go along with everything, no matter how crazy it may seem" and then gave my son a soft peck on the check. I will see you in about 30 minutes and went into the ladies room. My son returned to his table and friends bewilder. Once in the ladies room I pulled out the trash bag I had hide behind some empty boxes. First the sun glasses came off, then pulling out a make kit I had in the bag and I gave myself a quick make over. Then I undid my hair and brush it straight out, something I had not done in a long time. I then took off my flat gym shoes and took out a pair of white dress boots with a 3.5 inch cube heel and put them on, tucking my slacks into them. Quickly I toss the shoes and make up kit into the bag and put it back behind the boxes. Luckily no one else came in the powder room (which shocked the hell out of me) and I slowly made my way out the door. My son and his friends were sitting around the table laughing when I walked by. Everyone went silent as the sound of the heels on my boots clicking on the floor drew their attention. My son's eyes were wide open and his jaw almost hit the table. "Hi guys" as I sat in the table next to them. "Well hello, one of the other boys answered. My poor son was lost in another world. " Can I get you a cup of coffee" the out going young man asked. "Sure, espresso if you do not mind" I smiled back. He got put out his hand and said I am Steven, my pleasure to meet you." I put mine out and said "hi, I am Diana, nice to meet you." And with that Steven raced to the counter and got me a cup of espresso. All the time my son Roger would look at me, then away, then look at me again. Steve came back and handed my the cup. "My I sit you with Diana?" he asked." Sure, for a bit, what about your friends? Steven looked at the other two boys and gave them a nod to leave. The other two boys said they had to leave to meet their girlfriends and got up and left, leaving only my son. "What about your other friend, ask him over? Steven answered, "oh Roger he also was going to the library" trying to corner me for himself. It was easy to see Steven was the player in the group who control all his friends. Damn, this was going to be fun. "Come Roger, sit with us" I asked my own son. He got up and sat at my table moving very slowly with a great deal of uncertainty. I put my hand out for my son to shake and said, "hi, I am Diana if you did not already know." Roger gently took my hand and I gave a look to keep it cool, go along with it. "So, do you guys go to school here? Both of them answered yes. "Do you have girlfriends? Steven said he was seeing a few but nothing special. My son answered no, that he was looking. I told my son to cheer up, he would find somebody soon. Steve was going full blast putting the moves on me. I played along while my son sat silent. It was hard enough to see guys like Steven always get the girls but now it seemed that even his own mother would be another women that his friend would get. I looked at my cup and said, "Steven, be a dear and get me another cup." He suggested that Roger should go this time until I gave him a look that melted him. There was now a line at the counter and I would have a few minutes along with my son. "Well Roger, would do you think" I asked. "Mom" my son stammered, "what the hell is going on?" I put my hand on his and said, "darling son, I told you this was role playing. Please just hang in there a bit longer, it is not what you think. I am going to boost you self esteem very quickly. And do not worry about Steven. I know how to handle him." "But mom, this whole thing is, is... and the way you look. You have never looked like this before" Roger asked still bewildered. "I hope you like how I look, do you like my boots? You were looking at them when I walked by you" and I then lifted my right leg out for underneath the table and twisted my boot around in the air for my son. Roger was totally in a state of shock. "That is nothing, wait until you see what I am going to show you guys next" I softly told my son as Steven returned with my cup of espresso. "Well, I hope old Roger has not bored you too much" Steven said laughing. "Roger is a great guy Steven, I really like him" which cause Steven to freeze up at my words. He could not understand that there was women who did not worship him. "It is really getting hot in here" and I stood up and took my lose fitting jacket off. Both boys drew a deep breath as I sit back down. I was wearing a very tight white sweater with no bra. My nipples blasted out of the fabric and my 37 inch bust had very little sag at this time in my life. "I guess for a 42 year old I still look good? What do you think guys"? Both of them were silent for a minute then Steven blurted out "you look great, damn do you look great." I then turned to my son and asked "how about you Roger?" My son's eyes were glued on my breasts and finally found the words "yes, I agree. "You are something Diana" Steven said with his eyes racing up and down my body. I enjoyed the attention of both of them and I let Steven have his time thinking he was the greatest thing on planet earth. While looking at looking him, I let my booted right foot cross over to my son and began pressing against his calf. Poor Roger, he was besides himself and finally got up and excused himself. He race to the bathroom where I knew he was masturbating, thinking about me. When Roger came back with that drained look on his face I got up and said "guys, let us go outside, I need to talk to you." Steve jumped up and handed me my coat and put it on and I led the two horny young men into the parking lot. "Ok guys, this it. My husband just left me and I am lonely and have needs. I figure a young student is all I need right now and I find both of you attractive. But I am not into the threesome thing so I need to pick just one of you" and Steven face lit up as he just new in the bottom of his heart that he would get picked. As the sun was starting to go down I first walked up to Steven and put my arms around his neck. He respond quickly, pushing my unbutton coat back and put his hand on my left breast as he kissed me. And he was a very good kisser, for a second I almost forgot why I was here and good see why could the girls at school liked him so much. "Wow, you are good Steven" I cooed and wink at him. I turned to my son who was in a state of shock at seeing his friend and rival kiss and feel up his own mother. But an even bigger shock was about to befall him. "Ok Roger, now it is your turn" and I put my arms around my own son and began to kiss him on the mouth. Roger started to pull away but quickly got into the kiss and I them place his hand on my breast. As I broke away from the kiss I gave him a looked in his eyes that Steven could not see. My son understood everything now. I spun around and replied "Steven you are a really great guy, but I feel more comfortable with Roger. I hope you understand?" Steven was besides himself, I must have been the first women to turn him down. "No hard feelings" as I grabbed my son's hand and we walked to my car. Once in the car, Roger said "thanks mom......, you really made me look good in front of them. "I am not done yet" and with that I lead over and began kissing my son wildly and passionately. Roger quickly was learning his lesson on being a man and kiss me back, grabbing my breasts thru the white fabric. I reached down and grabbed his manhood, feeling it grow again after he had already drained himself. Finally we broke the kiss and told my new boyfriend Roger to follow me to my car. Once inside we began to kiss and touch again as I felt Steven and a few other boys sneaking around for a look. I knew I now had the chance to make my son really look good in front of his friends. As my son and I continued to kiss I under his belt and then unsnapped his paints. "Mom, are you going to give me a hand job"? Roger whispered. "No sweetheart" and with that I went down on my son, kissing and sucking his wonderful cock. As I felt the other boys looking in even closer Roger began twisting and moaning. "Oh mom..oh Diana, I can not believe this is happening. It is my first time and, and, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. And with that my son blew his whole load into my mouth. he excitement was now making me wet as well, it started as a mother's love for her son, to make him feel good about himself. But now I was enjoying just as much for the sex and passion. "aaaaaaaaaaaa" as my son shot the last few drops in my mouth. Roger was now totally spent and he just leaned against the passenger side door. I popped my head up and seeing his friends just staring in disbelief I wipe some of my son's seamen off my check with my finger and very slowly stuck it in my mouth. Then with a wink towards Steven, I started the car and drove off to my motel room. Roger was slowly getting his wits about him and put his cock back in his paints and button up as I pulled into the parking lot. Silent the whole ride, he finally spoke once inside the motel room. "Mom, thank you so very much for everything. But may I asked why? "Roger, my son I love you more then anything else in the world. I wanted you to look good in front of your friends, to lose your virginity to someone who really cared about you. I was so happy when none of my friends were available for this, it was something I wanted to do. I thought this would be a one time shot, a wild and crazy thing we both did, however I have had some much fun loving you and dressing up for you that I think we should keep it going." Roger was more in shock now then when I gave him a blow job. "Mom, I..I" and with that I pulled my white sweater off and threw it on top of his head covering his face. Roger quickly took it off and tossed it to the floor. I stood there topless with my hands on my hips dressed now only in my slacks and boots. "Come here" and with those words my son ran to me and we began to kiss again, Roger was acting liking a experience lover. Finally I broke away and laid down on the bed. I lifted my right leg and pointed my booted foot towards Roger, " son, would you please help me get my boots off?" Roger slowing started pulling the boot of rubbing his hand across it, giving me the look that he found them sexy. After the right foot I left my left on and asked him to repeat it. As my son got the left boot off I told him to start undressing while I got my slacks and socks off. Roger was now naked and I got off the bed now with only my panties on and put my arms around his neck. "Now it is really going to get good" and with that guided my son's hands to my panties and motioned for him to pull them down. Roger gently pulled them to the floor and slowly pulled his head to my pussy and whispered that he should start kissing me there. My son was having the time of his life, any fear of women was long gone. He made me feel so good as his tongue was all over my private area. I so missed having this done to me, my body was twisting and turning, when I began to lose my balance. "Son, hold on for a second and I pulled away and laid back down on the bed. "Now, finish me off" and Roger crawled up on the bed and buried his head in my twat again. I moan and moan until I could no longer take it. "Oh damn, oh damn" I shouted my body now all twisted and turned from the pleasure my son was bringing me. And finally the full force of my organism came. Roger crawled into my arms and when held each other for a few minutes. "I love you mom, both as a son and as a boyfriend" as my son laid his head on my left breast. "Love or lust" I ask "or is it a bit of both?" Roger said "I guess a bit of both." I smiled and ask if he was rested up. When he said he was I told him I was now ready for the real thing. "Hold on, I just had a idea" and I got up for a minute. "You seemed to like my boots so let us have fun." And with that I pulled my boots back on and laid back down on the bed. "I always prefer them to high heels and I think you do too" and with that Roger climbed on top of me and entered me. I wrapped me booted legs around his back as he began to thrust into me. "He started slowly, somewhat unsure of himself but then Roger went full force, harder and harder my son trusted into me. The heels of my boots begin to cut into his back as I did not think I could take any more. "Mom, Mom, Diana, Diana" he screamed. And then finally we both came within seconds of each other, my son's love juice was all inside of me. We clasped into each other's arms. The next morning Roger and I took a quick shower together and then got dressed. I drove by the coffee house where I went inside the ladies room and found my bag of clothes still hidden behind the boxes. I grabbed it and toss it in the backseat. My son was smiling and when I got in the car I asked why. "Oh, I just love watching you walk in those boots" Roger replied. "Next time I will wear them with a short skirt for you" I said with a wink. A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of his dormitory and we both got out of the car. "Do you think they are looking out their windows at us" I asked my son about his friends. "I am sure they are" and Roger gave me a passionate kiss as I put my arms around his neck. Minutes later, we broke the kiss and I got in my car. "See you next week son" and I drove off and headed for the drive home. What had started as a tease to boast my son's moral and self esteem as turned in to so much more. Wait until I show Roger and his friends my boots with the mini skirt. Coffee House Pick Up Four Later "This story picks up where part one left off. You should read that story first to understand the characters and their actions." Four years had passed since Roger and I started our relationship. I was now 46 and he was 23 and I drove every weekend to visit him on campus and no one ever knew we were mother and son. I was just some horny middle age woman as far as Roger's classmates were concern. At first I was worried we would be found out but most of the students were busy with their I-Pods and Kindle's and living in their own world. Plus the "Cougar" thing was in and other male students were dating older woman. A year ago I broke things off with my son for a few months telling him to meet someone his own age but I admit I was lonely and jealous during that time. Roger did date a few girls at school but he felt emptiness with them. Being his mom I knew how to talk to him and what buttons to push. So we hooked back up and have been happy since. I may have ruined him for other women but we are having such a great time that nothing else matters. I still dressed up for my son, all kinds of sexy outfits that always pleased him and give me a bit of an ego boast as well. Steven still came on to me when Roger's back was turned; he was so arrogant. That first night in the coffee house years ago I did find him a bit attractive but as time passed I started to dislike him and could tell there was some tension between him and my son. Steven always resented my choosing Roger over him. He tried to kiss me a few times but I always pulled away and he once "accidently" touched my ass. I might have found him somewhat attractive four years ago but now I could see what he really was. What a creep. As spring came it was time for my darling son to graduate. How time had flown by. I sent him an e-mail that I would be coming a few days early to celebrate with him and be at the ceremonies. At this point he had to tell his friends that his mother could not make it, everybody on campus knew me as his girlfriend. The school had an open policy about people spending the night with the students and Roger had a one person room so it was perfect for us. "Hi honey" I said when I showed up at Roger's front door. As I walked inside I pulled off my jacket and showed him my new tight fitting red mini dress which hugged my braless breasts perfectly. I had on black tights and black knee high boots with stiletto heels which contrasted against the red. We kissed long and hard, while Roger gently caressed my breasts through the thin fabric. "Wow mom, I mean Diana, you look great. But I hope you have something else for graduation day that is a little too much." At that moment we heard a knock at the door. It was Steven and he pushed the door opened after the second knock. "I thought I saw Diana came in and I want to say hi"and his words fell off when he saw how I was dressed. "Now Steven, put your eyes back into head. I know you like me but I belong to Roger" and I gave him a gentle peck on the right cheek. Oh how I loved driving his smug ass crazy. Roger quickly grabbed my hand and said "Diana and I will see you later tonight at the party." Steven staggered out of the room in a daze and when we were alone again my son pulled me into an embrace with his hands firmly on my ass. "What party?" I asked. "There is a dance that the school is throwing for the graduating class at the school gym and I hope you will be my date?" Roger replied. I gave him a sloppy wet kiss and Roger's hands firmly grabbed my ass. "I would love to" I answered. We kissed again and Roger gently unzipped my mini dress, after four years of love making my son was getting quite proficient in undressing me. I pulled off my boots and now only in my black tights I pushed my son and lover on to the couch. I quickly undid his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles followed by his underwear. I slowly began to run my tongue across his now hard cock, the cock that I had been sucking for the last four years. "Oh, oh mom" he moaned. I deep throated him and Roger began to twist and shake as I took all of him in my mouth. He tried to hold back for as long as he could but soon my son was blasting the inside of my mouth with his white hot load. I swallowed half of it and then pulled his manhood out and let the rest go all over my face. Roger loved it when I did facials for him and I was not about to disappoint this time. "OH HOT FUCK" Roger screamed and shot the last drop of cum on my upper lip. I slowly rubbed it all over my face, smiling at my son. Then I stood up and in a slow and sexy manner pulled off my tights and threw them on Roger. My son began rubbing the tights across his face and I could see he was already getting hard again. "Now you need to please me" and I moved my nude body up over my son's face and sat on it. Roger tossed my tights on the floor and slowly began to lick my pussy, something I had taught him over the years to do quite well. I began to feel like I was traveling through outer space as he firmly, yet gently tongued the inside of my womanhood. Finally I could not take it anymore and screamed out an earth shattering organism. A few minutes later we got up and climbed into his bed and slept the afternoon away. That night I wore the same outfit for Roger as our first date years ago at the coffee house, tight white sweater with no bra, white knee high boots and tight black slacks tucked inside of them. At the dance there were many beautiful young women but all the guys looked at me. I gave Roger a quick kiss and said I would be right back; I wanted to go the ladies room and check my makeup. I was surprised I had the bathroom to myself and after a quick touch up I was about to leave when I heard a soft sob coming from one of the toilet stalls. I walk over and gently asked "is everything ok in there? A faint female voice said she was fine and the stall door open and there was a very pretty young girl with red eyes and tears slowly coming across her cheeks. "It is nothing, I don't want to bother you" she said while wiping her face with the back of her hand. I put my arm around her shoulder and said "come on, talk to me. My name is Diana, please think of me as an older sister or even a young mom" which caused her to laugh. "I had a fight with my boyfriend or what I thought was my boyfriend. He is really good-looking and has that certain something, a kind of confidence about him. I guess he is what you would call a player. Well, when I came here I saw him kissing another girl and I thought we had a something special between us. My name is Sally by the way." I gave her another sisterly hug and said "well Sally why do you not come out and sit with my boyfriend and me? He is a student here that is graduating this weekend, you might know him?" "It is Roger right? Almost everyone knows about him and his hot 50 something girlfriend that always dresses up. I am 21 and am in a class behind him. I graduate next year." Sally smiled at me. "First off, I am 46 and yes it is Roger. By the way, is this jerk boyfriend of yours named Steven? He is a sort of friend of Roger's and this sounds just like his style. When I was your age I use to date his type over the nice guys and I went through the same crap. I am so happy I am dating a nice guy now." Sally brushed some of her short brown hair back with her hand and looked me straight in the face. "Yes, it is Steven. I guess he is the campus bastard, everybody knows it. Maybe I should follow your lead and date the nice guy." "Nice guys are great Sally; in the long run you will love it. Do not worry about trying to impress your friends with changing a bad boy, it never works. Just worry about your happiness. Go ahead and touch up face and Roger and I will be waiting for you at our table." I left Sally to fix her makeup and rejoined Roger and told him what just happened. He said he sort of knew Sally but not very well but was not surprised that Steven would treat her like that. My son had told me that he had something to tell me at another time. Sally joined us and we sat around the table laughing and making fun of Steven. After awhile Roger and I got up and danced a few times. Across the room Steven was dancing with a pretty young blond girl when he saw us and as the music ended he bolted over, leaving his date and ran his eyes all over my body. "Damn Diana, you are wearing the same outfit as when we met" his eyes now glued to my braless breasts pressed against the white fabric. "Still liking my sweater Steven?" I cooed at him. "It is just the way your long black hair looks across it" he said with an over confidante smile . I began to think to myself I could have some fun with this guy but I should just let it go, keep your ego in check Diana. I grabbed Roger's hand and we walked back to our table. Steven followed us back and was shocked to see Sally sitting there. "Steve, I think you know this young lady, don't you?" Steven was speechless at my words and just gave a polite wave to us and went back to his date. Sally got a smile on her face when she knew he had been one up by me. After the dance the three of us headed to the parking lot and said our good-byes. Sally and I exchanged cell phone numbers and I promise to call her tomorrow. When we got back to my son's room he went straight for my braless breasts, caressing them through the tight sweater. I gave him a quick kiss and told him I want to talk first. Frustrated Roger took his hands off me and sat on his bed. "Four years ago when we had our first date at the coffee house, excitedly what was the deal between you and Steve?" My son thought about my words for a second and told me how Steven pretended to be a friend but he later found out that he would make fun of him to others. At first it was because Roger could not get a girlfriend, then because he had to date an older woman and not someone from the school. Steven made fun of my age and looks and referred to me as "that old lady with sagging tits" although he had let it slip to some of the guys that he was attracted to me and thought it would be a hoot to steal a woman away from Roger. My son said it was one thing to make fun of him but he would not tolerate criticism of me so now he chose to keep him at a distance, friendly enough to get by but not hang out together. "Someone should teach him a lesson" I blurted out. Roger said that we had each other and that is all that mattered. I agree and sat next to my son on the bed and placed his hand on my left breast. We started to kiss madly, I pulled my sweater off and grabbed the back of my son's head and rammed his face into my breasts. Roger sucked wildly on them and then gently pushed me back on the bed. He undid his jeans and pulled his dick out and rubbed it across my tits. I pressed my breasts together and my son placed his manhood between then and with that gave me a good tit fuck. Back and forth Roger went until he could handle it no more and blasted his load all over my chest. He then collapsed on top of me, totally spent from a night of dancing and sex. The next morning I made a phone call to Sally and we had a twenty minute talk. Roger was busy getting the final fitting for his cap and gown so we agreed to meet at the campus snack bar for morning coffee. For this I choose to dress down with flat shoes, baggy clothing, and my hair tied back. No point in making myself up if Roger was not going to be there. Sally and I carried on like a couple of teenagers and we became very close in a short period of time. She told many secrets about Steve and how he was abusive towards her. She was such a sweet girl, how could he do that? The more I heard the more my blood boiled. It was then that I came up with a very fiendish plan. I knew a way to get back at Steven for how he treated Sally and for that matter how he treated my son. I got Sally to call Steven on her cell phone and tell him that she forgave him for last night. For a chance to get another quickie from her Steven said he was sorry and put on his best pity act. Sally told him that she had a surprise for him and he said to come by his dorm room later that afternoon and they agreed on a time. After hanging up she asked me "but won't your boyfriend Roger be upset by this?" I assured her that nothing would really happen except for chance to get a little bit of payback. Sally went to her dorm room and dressed up. She chose a short sun dress with a low neck line and a pair of platform shoes. I wore my black boots again, this time with a pair of tight jeans and a tight yellow t-shirt. When Sally knocked on the door I threw on a jacket and we left for Steve's place. We giggled as we got to the door and Sally gave a gentle knock. I took a step towards the right side so when he opened the door all he saw was her. "Hi Sally, damn you look nice in that dress. Come on in" Steven's eyes were full of delight. Sally told him hold on, here is the surprise at which I stood next to her and put my arm around her. I thought Steve was about to have a heart attack, his whole face beamed with a glow of energy. He urged us to come inside. One inside with the door closed I took off my jacket and let Steven see my braless breasts blasting out of my t-shirt. Two years ago I had gone to a plastic surgeon and had breast lifts done. In my middle forties I was having the same problem most women have at that age and I wanted to please my son. Roger loved it and now I was showing my boobs off for this bastard as well. "I know you have always wanted me Steven". I began gently rubbing my own breasts through the tight t-shirt. Sally started touching her breasts as well and although hers were not as big as mine they were firm and shapely. I slowly walk up to Steven and began to kiss him and let his hands explore my breasts through the t-shirt. His hands soon crept to my ass which he firmly caressed while kissing me. I then softly pushed him away and reminded him about Sally and he went over and started kissing her. But I could tell he really wanted me, after all these years Steven finally thought his dream of stealing me away from Roger was going to happen. "Steve, please get naked and on the bed for us. Sally and I want to put on a show for you first" I said in low, seductive voice. He quickly obliged me and tore off his clothes and lay on the bed. Then I took off my t-shirt and Sally lowered the straps of her sun dress and let it fall to her waist. We stood face to face and gently began stroking each other's breasts which was driving Steven insane. Then I pulled my face to Sally's and gave her a gentle kiss which went into a fully-fledged passionate lip lock. She had told me at our breakfast meeting that she had done some experimentation her freshman year and I did the same when I was in school, long before she was even born. It was just an act for Steve; my heart belonged to my son Roger. "Wow you are two wild and crazy bitches. Come get in this bed and I will please both of you at once." Steven yelled out. I broke the kiss and told Steven I wanted to do some role playing. Sally went over to a chest of drawers and pulled out of it two pairs of handcuffs. She had told me that Steven was very kinky and sometimes like to cuff her to the bed and be rough and other times he wanted to be the one that was handcuffed. This time he wanted to cuff both of us to the bed but I pleaded in the sexiest voice that he should be the one tied down and we would both service him. He finally gave in to me as I kept rubbing my tits as we talked; this was just too easy, almost like a bad B-film from the 1970's. Sally and I slowly and seductively handcuffed Steven to the bed railing, he was full of excitement at what he thought would be an afternoon of pleasure. She placed the keys on top of his TV, just out of his reach. Sally and I stood over the bed and smiled with our hands on our hips. Then I started to rub my breasts in front of his face, getting the nipples close to his mouth and pulling away at the last second. Sally did the same, driving him insane. We both took turns at putting our mouths next to the tip of his erect cock like we're going to suck it and then pulling back. Then I bent over him and with the back of my hand slapped his face. Steven was filled with shock and fear. "So you like to disrespect your fellow students, saying bad things about them behind their backs and I heard you referred to me as the old lady Roger was banging, didn't you? And this after you kept failing at trying to get me into your bed. Well this is what Sally and I think of you". Sally and I continued putting our mouths next to his dick almost touching it and then pulling away. It was driving him crazy; Steven was twisting his handcuffed body in such frenzy. Soon his cock began to ooze cum as he was getting turned on by the abusive treatment.I wiped some of Steven's cum up with my finger and held it to my mouth like I was going to lick it, slowly bringing it closer and closer to my lips. Steven's eyes were filled excitement that I would finally taste his seamen. Then I spit on my finger and wiped across Steven's mouth. Sally laughed out loud. "I will kill both you, I swear it" he yelled out. "You aren't going to do shit, we have something on you" I snapped back. Sally went over to his laptop and reached behind it. She picked up a flash drive and said "got it". Sally then handed it to me which I held up in the air over Steven's face. "So, all the answers to your tests are on here, you are cheat as well as a bastard." Sally had told me that morning that he bragged to her about stealing the answers to the finals and never bothered to study. "I will tell you this; if you try to do anything to Sally, myself, or even my boyfriend this will make its way to the Dean. And since you were on a work study program for him and had access to everything he will know it is yours Do I make myself clear?" Steven nodded in agreement. I then lifted my right foot and pressed the heel of my boot on his bare chest and dug it in. Steven let out a whimper and I could see the pain in his eyes. I guess he did not like it that rough when he was on the receiving end of it. "Understand?" I snapped and he nodded in agreement. For good measure I pressed the stiletto heel in harder. He cried out even more. I lifted my boot off of him and placed the device in my jeans and put my t-shirt and jacket back on. Sally pulled the straps on her dress back up. We kissed on the mouth one more time in front of him just to upset Steven even more. He then started to cry and I mean really cry like a baby. Sally just looked at him with disgusts, I suspected as much. These so called tough guys are just phony's, it is all a big act. I shut the door to Steve's room and we quietly walked out of the building. We said nothing to each other until we got to Sally's dorm and then we broke out in hard laughter. We laughed and laughed until we were out of breath and after a few minutes Sally finally spoke. "Damn that was fun, crazy but fun. I feel such a sense of justice, for once Steven was the victim instead of the perpetrator. I hope his smug ass learned something from this. By the way Diana, on another topic I wanted to say how much I like your boots, I have never but much of a boot person but hanging around you the last few days has made me think twice about it." After catching my breath from all the laughter I replied. "I have always been a boot enthusiast and Roger loves it when I wear them. Maybe we can go boot shopping someday? And yes, what we just did was fun and crazy. I would not worry though, we have the goods on Steven, and he will never do anything against us." Sally smiled and came over to me and put her hand gently on my shoulder. Coffee House Pick Up Four Later "Thanks for everything,you have been such a good friend. I will take your advice and date a different kind of guy. Maybe we should go boot shopping someday my new best friend" and with those words Sally gave me small peck on the mouth. She began to move in closer for a full kiss when I back away and told her that we were best friends but what we had just done was a performance and that my heart belongs only to Roger. I was in a committed relationship, regardless of what it was based on. Sally just smiled and walked into her dormitory. What an afternoon! I made my way back to my son's dorm room; he still had not gotten back from his fitting. I took off my jacket and lay on his bed waiting for him to return. What had just happen was between Sally and me, Roger would never have understood. It was a girl thing. My darling son finally came back and was happy to see me waiting for him on his bed. I was so full of energy from the events of this afternoon I could not wait and grabbed his hand and pulled him on top of me. We kissed madly as he fondled my breasts through the thin t-shirt. Before I knew it the shirt was off, then my boots, and finally my jeans. Roger was naked as well and he climbed on top of me and we went full force. My son really pounded my pussy, back and forth, sending me into sheer bliss. Soon he began to scream and I just pulled him into me more as he tore my pussy apart with his hard cock. "Yes, yes, fuck mom" and with his final words he blasted me with a full load of the hot good stuff. Roger then collapsed on top of me and we slept well into the night. And too think, just a few years ago I was a lonely divorcee with a shy, nerdy son. Things had so changed for the better. Maybe the world would not approve of us but I know Roger and I sure did. The next day finally came and my baby boy was going to graduate from College. He was now a full grown man and matured both physical and emotional in the last few years. I like to think I had a part in it all. Now we would have to plan our future out together. What had started as an effort for me to boost his ego, then grew into a fling was now a full relationship. There was no way Roger and I could stop seeing each other now so we planned to move out of state after the ceremony. I was able to get a transfer with my job and he already had an offer in regards to his degree. Although I liked dressing up sexy for my son, this time I would look like a lady. I wore a one piece dress with match high heel pumps and a soft white hat. And I did have a bra on this time, today was not about me, it was about Roger. Sally and I sat together in the auditorium and watched Roger as he got his diploma. After all the pomp and circumstance we headed back to the dorms and Sally and I agreed that our little adventure with Steven would always be our little secret. One of his friends came by later that day and freed him and Steven made up some story to cover himself. He skipped the graduation ceremonies and wanted his diploma mailed to him. I am sure he would go on and hurt other people as the years went by but at least Sally and I gave him a taste of his own medicine. That afternoon Roger and I finished loading his stuff in my car. Sally came by and I gave us each a hug good-bye. We promised to stay in contact and would go boot shopping when we got together again; she valued my expertise on footwear. I nodded in agreement and then she whispered in my ear. "Please take care of your boyfriend Roger. Or maybe I should say your son?" I jerked backwards and Sally winked at me and walked away back to the dorms. How the hell did she know?