It had been a few days since I visited the glory hole at the adult shop, but I can promise you, it was still as fresh in my head as if I were still there getting my prick sucked off by my Mom.
Growing up, I had never had any type of incestual feelings for my Mom yet now, since that night, all the feelings and emotions of desire came flooding out of me from where, I do not know. What I did know is, I wanted another blowjob from her and so much more.
Mom is now just your average middle aged woman, soon to be forty-eight, a little soft around the middle and a thickish rear end with full breasts, and if I had to guess, I would say they were probably a double D cup size. She has wavy grayish blonde hair that comes down to her shoulders and frames her pretty face perfectly.
Thinking back to earlier in the summer, she and I had gone to the lake and I remember how she looked in her rather conservative one piece swimsuit. It was a little snug on her giving her figure a little boost around the middle and pushing up her two girls, showing the upper part of her globes rather nicely.
Again, I did not have these thoughts then, but now, thinking seeing her like that and having that sexy vision in my mind, I got a raging hard on and had to stop what I was working on, pull my cock out and jerk off. I came so hard that I blasted two shots of my jism clear up to my chin.
After my cock got soft and I cleaned the cum off of me, I knew that I had to re-visit her at the glory hole, so being it was now late in the afternoon, I phoned up Al at the adult shop (actually called the Adult Emporium) and asked if the same woman was working the glory hole that evening.
He said with a chuckle, "Ah, you liked her, huh Bob? Well, she is not here tonight but will be working tomorrow night, so stop back in then. I'll let her know that she has another returning customer."
Then for some odd reason, a streak of jealousy ran through me and I asked him, "Does she get a lot of customers returning, Al?"
He laughed and said, "Oh yeah, she is really popular."
I told him to pencil me in for the next night, we agreed on a time and then ended the call.
I started to feel bad then that Mom was working there as if I had somehow let her down financially, so I immediately went into my bank account and increased the monthly allotment that I was giving her so maybe she would not have to work there as much, but then I thought to myself, "Well, if I do that, what if she ends up quitting?"
I shook that thought off and started thinking about her sweet lips wrapped around my cock again. How in the Hell was I going to get any more work done today as I felt my prick begin to re-energize. Tomorrow night could not come soon enough.
Later that evening, I called Mom to see what she was doing.
"Hi, sweetie," she said in that honey dripping voice of hers that even more confirmed that it was her on the other side of that wall at the glory hole.
"Uh, hi, Mom. Listen, I was wondering if wanted to go grab a bite to eat at the diner?"
"Ah, that sounds lovely, dear. How did you know that I was hungry?"
