My son Manuel

That Saturday, I was baking cookies. My husband was off playing golf. I knew Manuel was home, in his room doing homework or something. When the cookies came out of the oven, I found myself going upstairs to bring him some. I had no ulterior motive, I told myself, but the fact is I was feeling horny, and I just wanted to look at him.

I got to his room, and his door was wide open. I went to tap on the door, but I was stopped in my tracks by what I saw. Manuel was lying on his bed, stark naked and masturbating. His penis looked bigger than ever. It glistened with lubricant. He saw me, and grinned wide, beckoning me inside. As if in a trance, I walked into the room, setting down the plate of cookies on his desk. Manuel resumed what he was doing. I had never ever seen a man masturbate before, and I was a little surprised that I found it so very sexy. I loved watching him handle his cock. His cock! I savored the words in my head. He squirted a little more lubricant from a small bottle onto his hand, and continued stroking himself. I realized that I was getting wet inside my panties. Manuel raised his legs in the air, bringing his knees to his chest, and I realized that he had a sex toy of some kind inserted in his anus. Of course I had heard of such things, but I had never really believed that people did that. I could see the purple flange of a vibrator stretching out his anus. I wondered how it felt.