LOGINI enjoyed the firmness of John's hands as be massaged my feet and calves. He was talented and the relaxation was putting me to sleep. Somewhere, I dozed off.In the morning I woke to the sunlight glimmering through my window. I was naked in my bed, which was not unusual. I always slept in the nude. However I didn't remember getting undressed the night before. The last thing I remember was dozing off on the couch last night. But there was no time to ponder this mystery; I had to get up to pee. Quickly I got out of bed, grabbed my bathrobe and proceeded to my private bath. I didn't hear John up yet, so I decided to go ahead and jump in the shower.By the time I showered and dried my hair, John was up in the kitchen making breakfast. I put on my
I searched out John and found him talking with some of the younger members. Not wanting to interrupt I just hooked his arm and stood behind him. We all said our goodbyes with hugs and little pecks on the cheeks. John took my hand and walked me to the car. Once inside he inquired about my discussion with Sandy."Oh, she just told me a little about her and her son and a little about the church." I answered. "Sandy is really his mother right? I asked."Of course she is mom"."John, she told me he takes care of all her needs?""Yes, Paul is a very good son". I didn't want to come right out and ask him what that meant. I suppose I was a little afraid of the answer. I had my suspicions, but it was not something I wanted to say out loud. Pe
In contrast, I did not really look much like John at all. I wasn't sure his friends found that strange or not. At 5'6" I was definitely not short, but in most other ways I contrasted quite a bit with John. My skin was milky white, and I rarely attempted to change that by tanning. I wore my hair blond, but my natural hair was also very light. Even my blue-green eyes stood in contrast to my son's very dark, almost black eyes. I was no longer thin, but carried 148 pounds pretty well thanks to long nicely shaped legs and large DD breasts."So tell me a little more about this church. I assume we are going again tomorrow.""Well mom, there is not too much to tell really. But of course, we will be going. That will become a regular part of your life w
There was something strangely exciting about this first sugar adventure. On the one hand it was a mutually beneficial business arrangement. I would get an allowance, the opportunity for travel, the benefit of some wonderful gifts, and some upscale social opportunities I would otherwise not have. On the other hand I was having sex for the pleasure of strangers. On top of all this my husband of 35 years was OK with it. Brian even seemed to get enjoyment from it. He also enjoyed a few days per month to play on his own- the benefit of an open marriage."From Middle Age Sugar Baby...Mom/Son Part One"In part one of 'Mom/Son' I introduced John as my most recent Sugar Daddy. John wanted a sugar lady for a very particular role-play. He wanted someone
"Yes of course mom, don't worry, its not like I grew up with, it is a much more liberal theology. You will enjoy it"."Well OK", I relented, but why so early."It is about an hours drive from here, don't worry we will have a relaxing afternoon. I have nothing else planned for your time here.""Well, that's good", I said, honestly relieved. I will enjoy just spending some time alone together.Sunday morning we took the drive out to church. We chatted a bit, but I was mostly enjoying the beautiful scenery along route 101 toward Santa Rosa. It was beautiful country here, especially when we got off the main highway and into the more winding secondary roads. 'This was certainly a long way to go to church', I thought.We left the main
A great deal of the agreement provided a shared history that matched with things John had previously told his acquaintances. This includes anecdotal stories about his childhood and relationship with his parents. I was to memorize this and include it in our role-play. John never knew his real father, but was raised by a single mom for most of his childhood. They were very close, until he moved to San Francisco and she re-married a short time afterward.Finally the agreement covered the more personal expectations of this relationship. He would slowly steer the mother and son relationship into a discrete sexual liaison. In our earlier meeting we had discussed how I was to be reluctantly lured into this. I was also not to share the sexual aspect with a







