He doesn’t need any more encouragement.
He sweeps me up into his arms and carries me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.
To the bed he shares with my mother. It is neatly made. He rips the covers off of it and lays me down quickly in the middle of the big bed.
“Oh, my God,” he says. His hands are shaking.
“This is so wrong.” He lies down on top of me and I wrap my legs around him.
I don’t want to let him get away. But he untangles himself from me and stands up, he is out of breath.
“We can’t,” he says with emotion.
“I need you so bad,” I say to him, and look at him with hunger in my eyes.
“Please, Rick,” I beg.
“I know you and Mom don’t have s*x anymore. She told me. You must be as horny as I am right now.”
I cup my breasts in my hands and start massaging them, then
