Growing boy- 2

A knowing smile, an accidental touch and their next date might include diamonds – something small and tasteful. Later dates should prove more profitable, if not very exciting. Richard wouldn’t be a stud like that cowboy she had brought home the other night. What was his name? Randy or Dandy or something like that. It didn’t matter.

What mattered was that his thick eight inches had filled her pussy. It had almost been worth the money that he had stolen from her purse. Yes, she had finally admitted to herself that her one night stand had ripped her off, and not her son Eric. She wasn’t about to admit it to Eric though. He was growing up too fast for her taste. Let the boy think that he was on shaky ground as far as women were concerned.

Rachel headed toward her bedroom. She glanced into Eric’s room as she walked by. He had one arm thrust awkwardly in the air and he was rubbing his fist. Had he hurt himself trying some dumb stunt that he’d seen on TV? He was certainly growing more adventurous. She thought that she’d heard him masturbating in the bathroom the other day, and lately he’d looked as if he was carrying around a perpetual erection. Well, boys did that sort of thing. She would have to search his room for girly magazines.