As we talked I kept reassuring him by rubbing his strong shoulders. I'd been passing by his room when I noticed him sitting on his bed sobbing. It didn't surprise me to hear that he'd caught his girlfriend performing oral sex on one of his friends in the school parking lot. I never did trust her, and guessed that she was a dirty little slut when I first met her.
"Dear, you deserve some nice girl, not some tramp." I told him as I continued to massage him. My boy was a handsome young man and there were lots of girls out there who would appreciate him.
We were each in our robes, and I pulled mine tighter as I scooted closer to him. Poor boy, I felt so bad for him. Josh sobbed a little more, then turned his head to place on on my shoulder.
"I loved her...how can I trust another girl again?" He whispered, sad and heartbroken.
I told him that she'd a big mistake by fooling around with that other boy. Josh lowered his head and pushed my robe open a little to feel my warmth. I understood -- a woman's breasts are the safest places in the world for a guy. I remember nursing his as an infant and how it would always make him stop crying when he latched his lips around my nipples. I kissed his forehead and could feel him start to relax. My robe loosened and he moved even lower between my breasts. His skin pressed against mine as he sighed. I knew this was exactly what he needed, and let him linger there, warm and safe.