None of it matters of course, because I hadn’t thought of a way to initiate things with my mom. I needed a way to come to her and let her know that I wanted to have sex, without completely freaking her out and having her tell my dad, or sending me to therapy. I would say things like ‘you look really pretty today’ or ‘I like those pants on you’. The problem is that they sounded like normal compliments a son would give his mother. Of course I couldn’t very well say ‘damn you look hot mom!’ or pornstars ‘you have a sweet ass!’. So how do I show interest, or find out if she’d have any interest in me?? I have no idea. But for now I still have Rachel to Fuck, that is, until the next day. Mike called me and told Blowjobs me that his dad had surprised them last night with a family trip to Australia. They’d be gone the remainder of the summer. They were leaving in two days but his dad had already taken off of work so they could go shopping and pack and stuff… all that mattered to me was that my summer of fucking apparently ended yesterday. I hung up the phone and just stared blankly. I tried to console myself, knowing that it was just a couple months, and then they’d be back, and since I wasn’t going far for college, I could still see Rachel on a regular basis. I had actually arranged my classes to be all on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, leaving me Tuesday and Thursday to spend the day between her legs. That did make me feel better, but this still sucks. However this could be just the motivation I needed to make a move on my mom. I spent the rest of the day and night thinking of strategies for how to proceed, but nothing seemed good… and the next day it didn’t seem to matter. It was a Saturday morning, and I had slept in. It didn’t matter, I had no plans, so I could’ve stayed in bed all day, but I figured Id get up. 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