Sometimes I feel a little guilty about what transpired.
After all, there are certain boundries that shouldn’t be crossed.
However, when I think back to that time I can’t help but still get turned on and revel in the pleasure it created.

Here is a little history about myself and a little of what led up to the events.

I’m a normal 41 year old woman. I think I am still pretty attractive at 5’6, 138 lbs. I have dark brown hair in a medium bob and dark blue eyes.
My figure isn’t what it was when I was in college, but I stay in shape and have been blessed with nice firm 38C breasts.
I got married at 20 and we had a son 5 years later. When I think about it now, it’s pretty amazing I got pregnant.
I’ve always been orally inclined and sucking has always turned me on.
My husband didn’t miss many opportunities for me to pleasure him to a gushing end down my throat.
When my son was 6 my husband decided he had had enough of the married life and left us.
The divorce was very unexpected and I guess I clung to my son a little more than before. I think he also clung to me since his dad wasn’t around anymore either.

Being a single mother wasn’t easy, especially when it came to dating.
Between working and raising my son, I didn’t have much time for myself and I realized when I was out on the rare date that I often worried about what my son was up to.
This usually didn’t help to create close relationships with many men.

I think the last sexual experience I had with a man was when I was 35.
The date wasn’t anything special, but the guy was HOT and I didn’t let him get away.
But in the end, it only lasted 5 minutes and still left me wanting more. “Back to the tried and true finger and toy methods” I told myself.

After that, things got busier at work and I put the dating scene on hold.

Fast forward about 6 years, and yes it’s been 6 years since my last encounter with a real man.

My son is growing up in to a handsome young man.
At 16 he was almost 6′ tall with a slim, athletic build. He has my blue eyes and light brown hair, and some pretty good sized shoes. LOL

As bad as it sounds, I know my son sneaks drinks from the liquor cabinet when I am not home.
He’s done it since he was 10 or so. He’s never really gotten drunk that I’ve noticed until lately.
It’s not like I am a true moral compass. I started going out every other weekend with one of my girlfriends and we’d have a few drinks.
I would usually come home a little tipsy and always horny.
So, after checking on my son and giving him a kiss on the forehead goodnight, I’d be off to my room to relieve some lonely tensions.

Then, one Saturday night I came home tipsy and excitable as normal only to find out my son had been drinking a lot that night.
I knew his friends were coming over while I was out to watch some game on TV.
Since the boys lived nearby, I didn’t really think much about it. But when I got home, I noticed a couple of empty liquor bottles on the floor.
I was a little upset about them drinking that much and meant to talk with him about it in the morning.

I went upstairs as normal and peeked in to his room.