Well after my revelation with my son I was so excited I scheduled an pinch academic session with my therapist. She was quiet as I explained my procession, along with the nappy analogy. Then she did something that I had never seen her do. She got up and walked across the room while saying that I had a very exceptional son. She flipped a switch turning a recorder off that I had never really noticed before. Then said that the institute that she worked for had a rigorous policy prohibiting her from referring patients to alternative therapy. Even if it might be better, so she could n't really state me that this was a good idea or not, but she was taking my epithet off their books for now. That If I wanted to reschedule an appointment that I would have to hail in as a new patient.

I went numb, was she kicking me out ? She smiled as we left her function early, she only charged me for half an hour and commented to me in front of the secretary as if it were part of our conversation, that sometimes having a sound household member can be easily than a therapist.

I walked out into the day feeling like a new mortal ! She was telling me that I was cured, or would be if I kept doing this. I had no idea what I would be saying or doing next with my life, but I felt sound about the direction I was headed in no topic where it went. This was a first for me and I was suddenly thirsty for everything life had to offer.

I jumped when my phone buzzed with an incoming text.

Daniel. Hey what 's up.

Me. Nothing and everything, just finished up with some of my life and feeling good.

Daniel. How good.

Me. Shock me, just try.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. This is me

He sent a characterisation of a raw man behind with a hairy nut sack clearly visible. But the hair was almost black and the testis hammock seemed to be hanging way down.

Me. Eeeeww perfect, and that is not you, hair is too dark. I do n't think Thomas Young guys hang down like that.

Daniel. Ha your'e right. It 's old man Winters our gym instructor, every once in a while he takes a lavish where we can see him and it grosses us out every time. Plus I just won lunch at Micky D's cause they all bet me I would n't send it to you.

Me. OMG you keep your friends out of this or it ends the right way now mister and I do n't want that.

Daniel. K sry

No to a greater extent schoolbook from him till after school. I even got half a day in at workplace intuitive feeling better about myself than I have before. Daniel knew my schedule as well as I did. While walking to my car he started back up, I was feeling on top of the Earth and started things going the way they did, without realizing it.

Daniel. Sorry bout that to begin with, just that you 're known as the coolest mom in the world right now and the guys continue bugging me.

My heart soared, my son had me on such a base, I felt ready for anything. I reached around and took a picture of my tail while walking to my car. I was contemplating sending it to Daniel, he must receive decided that the clip my response was taking meant I was mad.

Daniel. R we good ?

I sent the picture.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. You are TFA !

Me. Why is that ?

Book of Daniel. You sent me a picture of your behind.

Me. What makes you think that was my butt ?

Daniel. Cause it was.

Me. Have you been checking out my behind to know it from that little pict ?

Ooohhhh I had him there, his reply took a while.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. Well I just know that it was you, and you are totally hot.

Me. well you did count well than old man Winters.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. MOM !

Me. I told you not to call me mom in this and besides, you embarrassed me first by calling me hot so that was payback.

Daniel. Hey, you did get to see my debris, payback sounds fair.

Me. No trouble, when 6 of my lady friend hold me down nude then take a pictorial matter and air it to you, I wo n't complain.

Daniel. Aaaggghhh.

Me. So what things can a girl do to look hot with out being naked ?

Daniel. Go braless or render some camel toe.

Me. Camel toe ? What is that.

Daniel. You 're killing me, you are absolutely killing me here, ok. A camel toe is when a girl wears slim pants, nothing underneath and wrench it up pixilated to show some of her lower cleavage.

Me. Agggghhh, do they really do that ?

Daniel. The hot ones do for sure, sometimes at least anyway.

Me. I do n't know if I could ever do that.

Daniel. That can also signify that you do n't live that you will never do that, this could be a good thing.

Me. Brat, you would n't desire to see me do that would you.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. Send and I shall receive.

This was getting me absurdly turned on and I was n't even home from work yet. The feeling that I was getting from flirting with my son was opening the flood gates for all the repressed thing that I 'd never done. With him and our `` slew '' I felt prophylactic enough to explore and express. I was feeling fantastic about myself and sex was starting to look fun instead of frightening. I remembered his reluctance to let me look at his earphone. Was it because of that picture of his naked gym teacher, or was there Sir Thomas More ? I knew I had to come up out.

When I got home I shut my sound off and started making dinner. Book of the Prophet Daniel appeared frustrated and asked if it was off. I told him yes, I was cooking. I offhandedly suggested he take a shower bath or something before dinner party. HE DID ! I was so excited my bridge player were shaking. I found his sound, accessed his ikon library and started scrolling through. I came across a pic of a self stab picture looking down at a set cock, arenaceous John Brown hair matching what I saw in the rain shower stroke where the other son had held him down. I was about to send it to myself when I realized it would show up in his sent booklet, what to do ?

I thought quickly, standing in the kitchen I started taking picture show looking down my top. My bra covered my tit, so it was n't like I was showing anything. I took 4 delineation before I got it right and deleted the early 3. Texts from Book of the Prophet Daniel supporter were about them thinking I was hot. The shower shut off and I had done nothing towards getting dinner ready. I started texting.

Me. Your acquaintance think I 'm hot ?

Book of Daniel. Absolutely.

Me. You 're making that up to make me feel good, not true.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. I can prove it

Me. Do it.

Daniel came to the kitchen holding his speech sound to indicate me a text. I set my phone on the counter and took his. When I said `` what else did they say '' he jumped to take his phone back. I held it away, his oculus went to mine, I started frantically searching his message log. Oh ho, a Gina said she wanted you to send her the film you sent your mom of the bare guys. His chief snapped up looking at me. He went back to my telephone while saying `` I told her I deleted it, word-painting single file '' now I went for my prey, I 'd seen the pict before and knew how to get to it.

I was on running when I heard Book of Daniel require a breath, he found my film. I found his. He was hitting too many buttons. I swapped the telephone back, my phone was sending an image. I hit cancel then shut my phone off. He was devastated. I told him no sending pictures from my phone unless I got to send from his. He looked ball over, I held out my hand. Very slowly we exchanged phones.

I was cruel ( almost ) his headphone was on and right on the picture I wanted. While he was powering up my telephone set I was lining up the flick of his putz to send. I watched him, just as he was almost ready, I hit send. My phone switched over to incoming message and he lost his progress. I swapped phones back again while he looked aghast. He started to complain but I held my finger to my mouth and held up the telephone indicating our no talking rule. He started texting while looking at me.

Book of the Prophet Daniel. That was not fair.

Me. Oh ? Is it my faulting that you 're slow on the send button.

Daniel. Not fair, I want that pict.

Me. Which one is that ?

Book of Daniel. Of you

Me. delineate it to me please, I 'll see if I can find it.

Daniel. No fair, it was

Daniel. It was looking down your top.

Me. Oh my, you want a picture looking down my top, why ?

Book of the Prophet Daniel. No bazaar, you got one of my cock.

Me. First knockout cock I have seen in my life too, thank you for that. What do you want to see, looking down my top ?

Daniel. Oh god mom, your breasts.

Me. Ok, you have been more then fair with me, sending it now.

I sent him the pic. He took off for his room. I waited just a little time and sent this next text.

Me. What are you doing ?

I heard him scream when the phone interrupted his self pleasure.

Daniel. Ca n't type now

I was getting completely turned on by this, my son was masturbating to my picture.

Me. Did that moving-picture show make you horny or were you already horny and it made you turned on ?

Book of Daniel. Turned on.

I needed to postulate care of myself too, but we were no closer to dinner yet so I ordered pizza pie and took off immediately. I stayed turned on, on role so as to stop myself from chickening out. I hit the mall real quick and bought some spandex workout pants, solid disgraceful. Then off to the pizza place and home. On the way Daniel sent a text

Daniel. Sorry but you were giving me blue balls.

Me. What is that ?

Daniel. Mom you are killing me, do I have to explicate this.

I was being wicked again and I knew it.

Me. Only if it has to do with sex, that is what I need help in understanding.

Book of Daniel. Yes mom, it has to do with sex. When a guy gets turned on long plenty
or sees something sexy enough he has to do it. Or his balls hurt, real bad.

Me. Oh god I did n't sleep with that. I do n't want to hurt you though sweetie. It can be bad for female child too though.

Daniel. It can ? For real.

Me. I probably wo n't need you in my room later tonight, and this comment you really had better not reprise to me or anyone.

Book of Daniel. promise

Me. In fact, we should delete out chat logarithm right now, exposure too.

Daniel. No way, I 'll put a lock on my phone so no one can access it, what are the numbers for your birthday ?

I was flattered, he was locking his phone with my parentage day of the month, I decided to go through with my plan tonight instead of later. I gave him my act and told him that I was using his for my phone lock. Then came in the house with the pizza.

We had dinner, cleaned up and it was almost meter for bed. He went to his way to text, I went to mine to change.

Daniel. Mom you are TFA.

Me. Thank you, did I make you turned on other, like the way you described.

Daniel. It was totally sticking out before I took care of it.

Me. I did n't call back I could ever do that to a guy, you liked the picture that very much even though yours showed so much more ?

Daniel. TFA

Me. Perhaps you should come downstairs to the kitchen with your phone, just do n't talk or say anything to me.

I was sitting at the kitchen table with the chairperson turned out. Horny beyond notion wearing my new dim spandex pants and a cutoff sweatshirt. I had yesterday 's newspaper in front of my look so I could n't see my son gawking at my obscenely displayed slit. The spandex clung to me leaving aught to the imagination as to where exactly my slit was located. I heard his footsteps. I heard him imbibe a breath of air. I heard his phone take a mental picture, three times, I heard him take the air away.

Daniel. Mom you have ruined me for other young lady, I only want you.

Me. You are so sweet.

I heard his bed squeaking as I walked past to my room. I hope he did n't hear mine narrow escape too .