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I was right, Steve got the hint. Later that morning, I dozed off. "Miss McHugh." He woke me up and when I opened my eyes, he was at the door of his mom's bedroom where I slept. "Can I talk to you about something?"

"Sure, come on in." I patted the bed, indicating he should sit down. He was wearing a tee shirt and cargo shorts. I still had on my pjs. My robe was at the foot to the bed.

"Ummmm, there are things that a guy can't talk to his mother about, but I always thought if I had a problem, I could talk to you."

He told me about Karen and how far she'd go before she insisted he stop. "I see, and Steve, tell me how far would you like Karen to go? Oh, and Steve, I may be old, but I won't be offended if you use the same words you use with your buddies."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Well, here goes. My friend Jack goes out with Marilyn and she's been letting him in her panties and jerking him off for months."

"And you'd like Karen to do that?"

He laughed, "it would be a start. Billy McPherson has been fucking Janet Wilson since last summer. And, and, and Morgan Fitzsimmons gets blowjobs from Haley Harnett," he stuttered, getting off the bed and walking around. "And I'm not getting any of that."

"Well, you could break up with Karen and find a different girl." While Steve stomped around the bedroom, and his back was turned, I unbuttoned the top two buttons on my pajama top. I haven't mentioned my boobs, for my age, I think my 34CC's look pretty good.

Donnie, my ex-husband, didn't spend much time on them because he was anxious for the blowjob he knew was coming. Those black basketball players I slept with adored my whiter than white tits, but I was anxious to go down on them and didn't give them much time to get to know them.

"I could but I like her a lot. She's a lot of fun. My mom says that she'll do stuff when she's ready."

"But you can't wait, can you? I understand. At your age, like all boys, you're anxious."

"I am. I mean I can only imagine what it's like to eat pussy or get fucked . . ."

"Or get a blowjob?"

"Yes, Morgan says that getting a blowjob from Haley is the greatest thing. Miss McHugh, Haley won't fuck him because she doesn't want to get pregnant."

Inwardly I smiled. Haley sounded just like me at that age. "Steve, are you familiar with the phrase "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas?"

"Of course, what does . . . "

Steve's eyes got bigger as he watched me unbutton the rest of my pajama top.

"Steve, how about what we do here, stays here?"

"Ummmm . . ."

"You know I was married, and what married people do is all the things you want to do with Karen."

"You mean . . ."

"Yes, Steve. Fucking, blowjobs. Why don't you join me under the covers? And Steve, if you want me to do more than Karen does, you should take

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