Harvey was our middle child, barely a year behind his sister, so when college years came around a truck driver's income wouldn't stretch to cover costs for two at the same time.
Harvey had some scholarships but to get the degree he wanted required attending an out of state school and the costs were much higher. So, alternate means of financing were needed.
Hank. My husband, and I discussed the situation at length, and it was I who suggested I join the oldest profession. He agreed in principle so long as he could set some parameters.
We sat down with Harvey and the plan we finally all agreed to was that Harvey would rent an off-campus apartment, that I would move in with him and he would discretely make known that I was available for sexual playtimes. We even worked out a method providing credit so payments could be stretched over a semester.
It may help you, dear reader, to know that I have always been a very sexually active woman, beginning with my brother and my daddy and also with my husband as part of a swinger group. Simply put, I crave cumming. I cum easily whether with males or females and I cum frequently, preferably several times a day, so the "work" would for me be a pleasure.
We had been settled in the apartment for about a week before Harvey's classes were to begin, so he and I had those nights for lovely togetherness in bed. I love having my son in me, even at my advanced age these days, and in those days at my peak of sexual fervor it was well, awesome! He knows all my special places for his touch and his tongue and his dick , and I know his as well.
Nights with Harvey usually began with sucking his very suckable dick up to its full 7 inches, then climbing on top to take it into my cunny and ride it to blissful cums while he sucked my nipples and fingered my butt-hole. Those were nights of joy for me as night after night I felt his dick swell and spurt it's loveloads into me...then swing into a 69 and clean each other up. Truly it was a time of the most intense bonding for me and I was and am so glad I got the opportunity.
The "work" began slowly, in fact I was worried when after two weeks there had been no takers. Then our "Mom Phone" rang. It was an adjunct professor who had picked up from the grapevine that a "mature but highly sensual woman was