0 comments/ 129559 views/ 23 favorites A Night at Tricks By: Sunny22 I could tell something was bothering my son Bob the minute he came in through the door. "What's wrong Bob?" I asked. "Nothing Mom," was his reply. "What is it? Problems with Carol? You two doing ok?" Carol was Bob's girlfriend. They had been dating for three years, but lately it seemed to me that he was outgrowing her. They were both in their first year of college but Carol never struck me as the college type. It was hard to put a finger on, but she seemed immature. "Carol? Oh I don't know. I guess. It's hard to talk about." "What is it Bob? You can tell me." "Well, sometimes I wonder if she's just not interested in me anymore." "Why do you say that?" He took a deep breath. "She won't let me…. Ah Mom, this is hard. I'm beginning to wonder if she is still even attracted to me. Be honest. Am I at all good looking?" "Bob!" You are very handsome," I told him. I wasn't lying either. At 6-2 and 210 pounds of muscle, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes, he was very good looking. "Why in the world would you ask a question like that?" "Well…. Uh…. Well…She won't…..Hell, all we do is kiss." I immediately guessed that Carol wasn't giving Bob any sex. "Listen to me. If Carol doesn't appreciate you, you should find a girl who will. I'll bet there are plenty of girls who would make you very happy. Hey! Your Birthday is Saturday night. Why don't you invite someone new to dinner with us?" It is a long-standing tradition in our household that the birthday person gets to choose the restaurant for their birthday celebration. My husband Dan and the kids always had fun with it. It was fun to watch the kids' choice change over the years from fast food, to elegant restaurants. Bob hadn't said yet where he wanted to go, but it was his choice for Saturday night. Maybe an elegant restaurant with a new date would help him get out of this funk. "Oh, I don't know about that. I doubt if you'd even go where I'd like," Bob said. "Listen Bob. We'll take you anywhere you like. It's your 18th birthday, You know that," I said. "OK then, I'd like to go to Tricks, but I don't think you will go for it," Bob blurted. "What kind of restaurant is it?" I asked. "It's more of a bar than a restaurant. Hey, It's where I want to go. You asked. I answered. If you won't let me, its no big deal," Bob said. I could tell he was already disappointed. "Well let me talk to Sunny and Dan but I'm sure it will be ok if you really want to." Sunny is my 19-year-old daughter. "Would you want to take a date?" I asked. "I don't think so. I'll get lucky," Bob answered, smiling. I got a surprise that night when I talked about the Bob's choice with my husband Dan. "Tricks?" he asked. "That's that new adult club." "What new adult club? What is it?" I asked. "Some guys at the office were talking about it. Topless dancers, lap dancing, porn vids, a sex shop, stuff like that. I guess it gets pretty wild." "Oh my God!" I groaned. No wonder he said you wouldn't want to go. "Yeah, I'm sure it will be wild," Dan said. "I can't believe he had the balls to even suggest us taking him there. I'll talk to him." I sat stunned thinking about it all for a few minutes. "Well, maybe it's just what he needs. I think he's having a problem with sex. He all but told me Carol isn't giving him any. Maybe he's too nervous. Maybe having us there would reinforce that sex is normal and ok. What do you think?" Bob stared at me. "Well, it's up to you. If you don't mind, I think you're probably right. I imagine it will do him good. The only thing we don't want to do is to go half way with this. If we're going to show him that sex is ok, it's cool, but we can't go in and turn around. That would be worse than saying no up front. If we tell him it's ok, we'll have to stay and enjoy ourselves too, or at least let him have his fun." "I know," I said. "But it might be fun. We haven't had any really wild times for so long. Well, I must be out of my mind, but I'll talk to Sunny. If she's ok with it, I'll tell Bob we'll be celebrating at Tricks. As it turned out, Sunny bowed out of our family outing. I didn't think she had a problem with it, she just said she would stay home and spend the time with her new boyfriend, Greg. I offered to let her bring Greg, but I think she wanted the alone time with him, so it was just the three of us. I was very nervous getting dressed that night. I could tell Dan was very turned on by the prospect of this family outing. We had always had a fairly active sex life, but it had grown a bit routine, however since we had made the decision to take Bob to Tricks we had had sex every night. We had also started to do some of the things we hadn't done in a long time. We were both pretty wild when we first met and until Bob came along, we had been fairly wild. Since we had agreed to this evening, I was having feelings I thought were gone forever. As I said, I was nervous getting dressed, but I felt sexy too. I put on a loose low cut knee high sleeveless black dress. I put up my hair and put on more makeup than I had in a long time that gave me a sultry look. I looked in the mirror. "Perfect," I thought. "Not bad for a 38 year old." My workouts had paid off. I looked sexy. Both Bob and Dan made a fuss as I came down the stairs. "My men," I thought. "This is fucking nuts." Sunny was also there. "Wow Mom. Sexy!" She didn't have a problem at all with out plans. She had been giving Bob and her Dad a hard time all week about their night out with the sluts. Plus she had inviting her boyfriend over. She got up from and gave me a hug. "Don't let those bitches out sex you Mom, you look great." When she sat back down next to Greg, the way her breasts jiggled, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. "No, you don't mind being left at home tonight at all," I thought. "Well, let's go guys," I said. We walked out to the car. Bob held the door open for me. I got in the middle, between Dan and Bob. After about twenty minutes we arrived at Tricks. It was a large pink building with lots of neon. "BEAUTIFUL GIRLS! ADULT ENTERTAINMENT!, XXX SHOPPING!," all screamed in blinking neon. We parked and walked up. Bob opened the door and smiled at me. We walked in. It was dark in the club and the deep bass rhythm was emanating from the next room. Just inside the entrance was a counter with a very pretty blonde girl behind it. The girl was wearing a black vest that barely contained her breasts. Portions of her aureoles were exposed. Behind her was a drawing of a girl riding a rocket, but the rocket was really half rocket, half penis. On it was the word Tricks. A sign on the counter said: Tonight! In person! Porn Star, JENNA!" "Hi," the girl said as she stood up, "Welcome to Tricks." I was taken aback by the drawing, the sign, but mostly by the girl. Bob stepped right up. "Hi," he said, "Got any girls here?" "The girl gave him a big smile. "Sure do," she said, "hottest girls in town. Friendly too." Bob turned to me. "Sounds like the place, Mom," he said. The girl smiled at me. "Mom?" she said. "Far out!" "Boy," Bob said, "I should get Carol a vest like that." I looked down and saw that one of the girl's nipples was exposed. She looked down and smiled, then deftly returned it as far as it would go, just hiding it in the vest. "I'm always flashing everyone in this damn thing," she said, "but the guys kinda like it. So what will it be? Visitor's cover for three is thirty dollars." "What do you think, Dad?" Bob asked. "Sure," Dan said. "It's your birthday." "Well, Happy Birthday!" the girl said. She came around the counter and gave Bob a big hug, which pressed her breasts against his chest. When she stepped back, the nipple was out again. This time she left it exposed and walked back around the counter. Dan paid the cover and the girl gave us each a Tricks token and led us into the club. She was wearing a thong that exposed almost all of her butt as she walked past me. Bob quickly stepped in front of me, behind the girl. At first this surprised me. Bob is always a perfect gentleman. He never fails to hold doors open for me and it surprised me to see him step in front of me. It surprised me, that is until I noticed his hand on the girl's ass. I saw Bob talk to the girl and she led us to a table near the stage. She sat us so Bob was between Dan and me at the table. "Have fun," she said to us and walked back to her counter. I looked around the room. The room was dark. Music was playing that had a very deep bass rhythm. The room was crowded with many men in chairs, either facing the stage or facing a girl sitting with them. The girls were in various stages of undress. Some were dancing in front of the men, some sitting on their laps, some sitting next to them watching the stage. The stage was the focal point of the room. It stood about two feet off the floor and was surrounded by lights. Four poles extended from the floor to the ceiling. A door was at the back of the stage. On stage was a girl with long red hair. She had an athletic body with a very slim waist. All she was wearing was red platform shoes and pink thong panties. She had her eyes shut and moved her body slowly to the music. She ran her hands up her body and cupped her breasts as she moved her hips slowly back and forth. "Can I get you a drink?" A waitress had come up to our table. She was wearing a frenchmaid dress that was very black, very short, very frilly, and very, very low cut. I realized I had been staring at the girl dancing on the stage and blushed. "I'll take a beer," Dan said. "I'm not sure what I want," said Bob. "What would you like Mom?" The waitress smiled at me. I guessed that Bob would be making a point of telling people that this was a family outing tonight. The fact that I was here must have been a bit of a turn on. "I heard you were a family. I think it's great," the girl said to me. "How about if I bring you one of our girl's specialty drinks?" "Sure," I said. "And what would you like?" she asked Bob. "Well to tell you the truth, I could really use a blow job, but I'll settle for a beer," Bob said. I was stunned, but the waitress laughed, then I laughed too. At that moment I knew that this was going to be a fun evening. Bob was enjoying himself, so I would too. The waitress left and I turned back to the stage. The girl onstage was still dancing. A man had approached the stage and the girl was dancing very close to him. He had a bill and he slipped it deep into her panties. She smiled and kissed him. The song finished and the girl picked up her clothes and left through the door at the back of the stage. The lights dimmed and a new song started. An announcer said, "Let's all welcome Stacey!" The door opened and a very pretty girl came out. She was about 5-4, and had long blonde hair. She was wearing a black metallic dress, platform heels, and a tall black top hat. Everyone watched her slow and sensual dance. "Here are your drinks." The waitress had returned to our table and had again caught me staring at a dancer. She stood next to me with our drink order and passed them out. "Here you go Hon," she said and placed a drink in front of me. It was a tall glass of a white liquid. "It's called a cum shot. All the girls love them; and two beers for the guys." Instead of going around the table, the girl reached over the table and placed the beers down in front of the guys. Two things happened when she did this. First, the guys got a good, close look down her top, second, her hips rubbed up against my shoulder. "That will be $11.50," she said. Dan took 15 and tucked it into her top between her breasts. "Keep the change." "Thanks sir," she said. The next song had begun for the girl on the stage. She was now only wearing her shoes, hat, and a g-string. She had large breasts that swayed as she danced. Bob asked me for a dollar. I asked him what it was for, although I knew why he wanted it. "I want to give it to that girl, Mom," he said. I smiled in spite of myself and handed him a five then placed a stack of bills on the table. He rose from his seat and headed toward the stage. I told my husband that I never imagined myself giving our son money to slip into a girl's g-string. Dan laughed. "The night is young," He said, "There's bound to be some more surprises before it's over." Bob approached the stage with the bill I had given him. The girl saw him and danced over to him. She got on her knees, leaned toward him, and arched her back so that her breasts were inches from his face. He leaned in, but as he did she smiled and leaned away, teasing him. The stage was about two feet above the floor level and when the girl stood up again and turned around Bob's face was then inches from her ass. Her head was low, but her hat stayed on her head. She then lifted one leg and turned so that her knee was over his shoulder. She held his head with her hands and started to grind her body. In this position his face was inches from her crotch. If she hadn't had the g-string Bob would have had a clear view of her pussy. Suddenly, she pulled his head forward and into her crotch, and just as quickly pulled her leg down. She then allowed him to slip the bill into her g-string and gave him a full kiss. They talked for a minute and she danced away. As Bob came back to the table two things were very noticeable. One was the smile on his face the other was the bulge in his pants. One unnoticeable thing was how much I was getting turned on. Bob sat down with a big smile on his face and said, "That was great." The song ended and the girl picked up her dress, but instead of leaving through the door at the back of the stage, she walked down the steps next to the stage. She was still only wearing the g-string and a top hat, and as she walked her breasts bounced slightly. I quickly realized she was heading toward our table. She walked around my husband and up to where Bob was sitting. She sat on his lap and asked him if he would like some company. He of course said he would. The topless girl sitting on my son's lap introduced herself as Stacey. She asked if we were members. My son showed her the tokens we had received from the door girl. Stacey looked at them and told Bob that she couldn't stay with him for very long. She explained that there were two kinds of passes at the club, the visitor pass and the membership pass. The visitor's pass which we had covered entrance. A dancer could stop at a table and visit, but with a visitor's pass she had to be hired for a twenty-dollar dance or she could not stay. With the member pass the entrance fee was half, and a girl could stay at the table of the member, until she had to dance on stage again. That night it also turned out that a pornographic movie star was making an appearance at the club. Visitors could not get into that area of the club, only members. My son wanted us to join immediately and my husband was ready too, but I was still not sure it was worth it, after all we would probably never be back. Then Stacey told us that because of a city ordinance the club closed to the public at midnight, but members could stay until 3:00 am. That did it. It was already almost ten o'clock and I didn't think I would ever get my husband or son out of there within two hours, so we decided to become members. Stacey said she would take care of everything, got up, and headed toward the door. There was not a bit of shyness in the girl as she walked across the room toward the front door, still wearing only her g-string and top hat. She returned with the girl in the black vest and thong that had taken our covers and showed us to our seats. Stacey introduced the girl who took the cover and sat back on Bob's lap. The other girl explained that the membership fee was $200/person and confirmed the benefits as Stacey had done. She also apologized for not explaining it to us further when we had first come in, but she told us she didn't think we would be interested (She looked at me and said that they didn't exactly have a family plan). She then assured us that she would credit our membership with the money we had already spent. She then went round the table and wrote us each out a membership card. While she wrote them out, her wayward nipple poked out of the vest again. All this time Stacey was on my son's lap and his hands were roaming all over her body. (to be continued) A Night at Tricks Ch. 03 Around the stage was a door that was hidden from the view of our table. Next to the door was an engraved sign that read: MEMBERS ONLY. Kia explained to me that during regular hours, entrance was restricted to members, but since it was late (2:00 am by then) and everyone still in the club was a member, the door stood open. Bob and Stacey stepped aside and let Dan, Gig, Kia and I all walked through the door. Just as the regular club’s focal point was the stage, this room also had a focal point, but it was a large screen television. It had to have been at least eight feet high and on it was a close up of a cock fucking in and out of a pussy. I stopped short and stood transfixed at the giant cock that was on the screen. It must have been ten feet long. Bob must have been looking too because he didn’t notice that I had stopped and he walked right into me. I felt his hardness bump into me. The soundtrack was loud and the girl in the movie was groaning and moaning obscenities. The picture broke away to a face shot of the girl getting fucked. It was the same girl in Bob’s magazine. Kia took my hand, “Come on,” she said. We followed the group over to a large sitting area. There, totally naked sitting on a large couch was Jenna, the same girl being thoroughly fucked on the screen. “Hi,” She said sweetly as she stood up. She walked over to me. “You son told me his Mom and Dad brought him here tonight. You are too great.” “Thanks,” I said. “Hey, would you like to take a picture with me,” She asked. “Want to Bob?” I asked my son. “I would love to Mom,” He replied. I sat in the middle on the couch with Bob on one side and Dan on the other. Jenna lied down across our laps on her left side so that her hips were on Dan. She had her left leg straight and bent her right leg with the knee straight up, spreading her legs. Her pussy was shaved clean and she took Dan’s hand and placed it directly on it. She bent her left elbow across Bob’s lap and held her head up by her left hand. She took Bob’s left hand through the crook of her arm and he cupped her left tit. She then placed my right arm across her right side and placed my right hand over her right tit. Her right arm then rested on mine. A photographer was present and she prepared for the strangest family portrait ever. “OK everyone say cumshot,” The photographer said. We all did and smiled and she snapped the picture. We held the pose and Gig, Stacey, and Kia all came into the picture. They stood behind us. Kia was leaning over me so her breast was lightly brushing my cheek. Feeling the hot, smooth skin was enough to give me another mini orgasm. I think Jenna felt me tremble. “Someone is enjoying this,” she said and squeezed my arm with hers. The photographer was ready. “OK this time say Slut,” The photographer said. Again we smiled and she snapped the picture. As we disentangled ourselves from Jenna. “The pics will be ready in a few minutes,” she said. “Have a seat.” “I gotta piss again,” Dan said, so he and Gig left and headed through the door back to the club. Jenna sat on the couch next to Kia and I. Bob and Stacey stood behind it. The television screen now showed Jenna sucking on the cock. Suddenly the cock exploded. The first few shots hit her mouth, but the rest covered her face. When it slowed down she was a sticky mess. The cum was dripping off her chin and nose. It was in her hair. She took the cock and used it to wipe the growing drop of cum off her chin, then licked it clean. She then gave a sweet smile to the camera as the screen faded. I turned to Bob. “Not exactly Carol, is she?” “No shit,” Bob said as he stared at the screen. The pics were ready and the photographer handed them to Jenna. They were each high quality 8x10 glossies. Jenna took the picture with the girls in the background and wrote, Just before the fuckfest, Love Jenna. On the picture where she posed with Bob, Dan and I she wrote, To the hottest family I know, Love Jenna. The pictures are hanging in our upstairs hallway and have raised more than a few eyebrows. We made our goodbyes and headed back to our table. When we got back to our table, Dan and Gig were waiting for us. The waitress had come by and Dan had ordered a last round. When she returned with the drinks, he tipped her and she wished us all a goodnight. A girl finished her dance on the stage and the lights came up. I looked at my watch and saw it was 2:45 am. Tricks was closing up. Bob took his drink and stood. He spoke loud enough so everyone still in the club became quiet and listened. “I would like to propose a toast. Tonight has been the greatest birthday celebration I could have ever imagined. I have had the pleasure of meeting some of the sexiest ladies I have ever seen tonight. But one is truly special,” he continued as he gazed at Stacey. “To the sexiest lady I have ever known - my Mom,” he concluded as he turned toward me and raised his glass. I was floored. All of these beautiful, young, topless girls around and he was calling me the sexiest. Stacey, Kia and Gig all cheered and the rest of the club joined in. I blushed scarlet and got just a bit of a tear in my eye. The rest of the girls in the club were starting to head toward the back room. As if on cue, Stacey, Kia, and Gig all stood up. Gig gave Dan a deep, hard kiss. Kia gave me a hug and a kiss. Stacey surprised me by walking away from Bob without any goodbye. For the first time in quite a while Dan, Bob and I were alone again at our table. I reached for my purse. “Well Bob, guess that’s it for this year’s birthday. Might as well hit the road,” I said as I stood up. “Stacey asked if we could drop her off and I told her we could. Hope that’s ok,” Bob said. “That explains the lack of a goodbye,” I thought and sat back down. “Sure, Hon. you like her don’t you.” “Sure do,” he replied. “Better than Carol?” I asked. “You know what Mom? I thought I was in love with Carol, but tonight has been a terrific eye opener. I’m not going to sell myself short. Carol is beautiful and smart, but I could never imagine her doing something like this in twenty years with our son. I think I am through with her. She’s a good girl, but I want more. You and Dad are the greatest for bringing me here and I meant every word of that toast. I’m not going to settle down until I find a girl that can compete with you.” He smiled. “Who knows, I may have to do a whole lot of fucking till I find her, but if I have to, I have to.” Stacey had returned. “Who are you fucking?” she asked as she sat down smiling. She had put on a white T-shirt and blue jeans. She still looked very attractive, but now had a more wholesome look. She looked like any pretty girl at the mall. Instead of sitting on Bob’s lap, she now took a chair with her back to the stage, across from Bob. “Well,” I thought, “guess the party is over.” I wondered if Stacey’s new behavior would bother Bob. He was looking at her, smiling with bright eyes. He looked like he was in love. Kia walked past the table wearing her street clothes and smiled warmly at me as she passed. Gig walked by without even looking at Dan. He looked a bit disappointed in her, but I knew he realized that her previous attention was just her job. At Tricks, fantasy was the product and at least for Gig, the fantasy stopped when she was off work. “Where do you live Stacey?” Dan asked. She gave her address. As it turned out it was not too far from our house, about a thirty-minute drive. “Ready to hit the road?” I asked and we left the club. As we passed the spot where the girl had taken our cover it occurred to me that although we had only been there for less than six hours, in a way it seemed like a lifetime. I looped my arm through Dan’s and kissed his cheek as we walked to the parking lot toward our car. The kids got in the back seat together while Dan and I sat up front. Before we had pulled out of the parking lot I heard the sound of a zipper from the back seat. I turned in my seat so I could see what was happening back there. I got an eyeful. Stacey had not wasted any time. The zipper was the one on Bob’s jeans, Stacey’s T-shirt was off and she had pushed Bob’s pants down and pulled his cock out. Bob was big. As Stacey’s hand closed around it and gently stroked it up and down, I guessed it was a full nine inches long and two inches thick. The head spread another half inch on around the base that Stacey held. “What do you think Mom?” she asked as she wagged it in my direction. I smiled as her as sweetly as I could. “You two have fun,” I said. She smiled and lowered her head to my son’s cock. I had a perfect view of her as she licked, sucked, stroked and kissed it. After over five hours around all of these beautiful half naked girls, it didn’t take much to get Bob off. Groaning I knew he was about to cum. He removed his hands from Stacey’s head and arched his back. I knew he was shooting his load. Stacey’s head stayed down, with her lips wrapped around his cock and her hand continuing to pump. I could see her swallowing the load. Bob’s cock started to lose a bit of its hardness and Stacey’s swallowing started to slow. She gave it a last full stroke, swallowed and sat up. The smell of sex filled the car as Stacey sat back, licked her lips and smiled at me. I was pleased when I saw Bob release Stacey’s head when he started to cum. I remembered plenty of guys who didn’t when I sucked them off - what girl hasn’t? I always considered that totally rude. More often than not, given the choice the girl will finish up the job anyway. I always did. Stacey undid the top button of her jeans and forced them down. She had kept on her black g-string the entire time in the club, but now she wasn’t wearing any underwear. After she kicked off the jeans, she sat back in the corner, spread her legs and smiled at Bob. The invitation was clear. All of the girls whose pussys I had seen at Tricks had been clean shaven and Stacey was no exception. She stroked her pussy with her finger as Bob leaned forward and lowered his head. Their position made it impossible for me to get a clear view of Bob’s activity, but I could tell from his head alternating between bobbing and intent centering whether he was licking or sucking her. Stacey’s fingers held his head tight and as she arched her back I could tell she was cumming. The flow of obscenities from her mouth would have made a sailor blush, but it also told me how good of a job Bob was doing on her. I felt proud. Finally Stacey pulled on Bob enough so that he sat back up. He had a huge smile on his face. Pussy eating has always been a terrific aphrodisiac for Dan, and I saw it had the same effect of Bob. His still glistening cock was rock hard again and pointed straight up as he sat back on the seat. I could see Stacey eyeing it and she reached out for it again. Bob reached down for his jeans. “What’s this?” I wondered, “is he getting dressed?” Bob pulled out his wallet and pulled out a condom. When Stacey saw it she gave him a huge smile. “Thank God,” she muttered, “I really need a fuck.” I was very impressed with both Bob and Stacey. It was obvious that they were both adult enough to practice safe sex. Bob handed the condom to Stacey and she expertly opened it and unrolled it over the length of his cock. She rose and stepped over his lap. I expected her to face him, but instead she faced the front of the car. She reached down and guided the cock to her pussy and lowered herself on it. She leaned forward started to raise and lower herself on it and leaned forward so that her breasts were knocking onto the front seat between Dan and I on every down thrust. Bob’s hands reached around her body from behind and cupped Stacey’s tits as she rode his cock. From my vantage, Stacey’s face was inches from mine and I could get a clear look of the ecstasy on it, my son’s hands on her breasts, her flat stomach, and Bob’s cock during each rise Stacey made. Again the stream of obscenities from the girl would have made a whore blush. Suddenly Stacey arched her back and leaned back onto Bob. He released her breasts and moved his hands under her thighs, which enabled him to continue to lift the girl off and lower her onto his cock. From this vantage I had a clear view of the fucking. Stacey trembled and arched as she came. Bob remained hard and continued his pumping. As Stacey’s orgasm subsided, she turned and told Bob not to cum in the condom, to instead give her warning. She said it just in time, because Bob immediately said that he was ready. Quick as a flash and with a dexterity that was impressive in the back seat of a car, Stacey jumped off, turned around, whipped off the condom, and wrapped her lips around Bob’s cock. She was just in time, for no sooner did her lips close around it than Bob arched his back and came again. Stacey’s hand pumped the cock’s load into her mouth. Finally Bob slowed down and relaxed. What a night of surprises, but it wasn’t quite over. Stacey let the now half limp cock go and leaned forward. Before I could react, she put her hand around my neck, pulled me in and gave me a deep kiss. As she did I got a mouthful of Bob’s cum which she still had in her mouth. It startled me, but like the rest of the evening, I played it out and swallowed it. Every guy tasted different. Bob was different than Dan, but very similar. Stacey smiled at me. I smiled back. We had shared something special. I noticed the car had stopped. I don’t know how long we had been parked outside Stacey’s sorority house, but we had arrived and Dan had seen at least the end. To this day I don’t know how he could have driven while so much was occurring in the back seat. He says he watched a lot too. I’m surprised we didn’t get in an accident. Boy, that would have been a bizarre police report! Stacey pulled on her T-shirt. It was barely long enough to cover her ass, but she didn’t put anything else on. Bob asked her for her number and she gave it. I was quite happy about that. She gave Bob a deep kiss and bounced out of the car, up the steps and inside the front door. Dan pulled away and drove us home. It was a quiet drive, each of us absorbed in our own thoughts. We pulled into the garage and got out of the car. Bob got out of the car totally naked, his now limp cock dangling between his legs. He was carrying his clothes and his magazine. He gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Dad. I can’t begin to tell you how great this has been. You’re both too much.” He turned and I watched him as he walked into the house. We had left that night with a boy and had returned with a man. Totally unself-conscious with his body, I admired him immensely. Dan put his arm around me. “What did Stacey say? I really need a fuck?” I asked him. As we entered the house I wondered how things were likely to be changing around here.