Taking the Edge Off

‘No we’re not. Have you not been listening?’ Karen argued.

‘We are. I don’t know any other women as long as I’ve known you and if I did I wouldn’t think of them that way,’ Michael responded confidently. Then the briefest gasp of pleasure escaped his mouth.

‘So it’s okay to treat any other woman any lesser because you haven’t known them as long? Wow, such a gentleman.’

It didn’t take a genius to see where she was coming from. ‘No,’ he replied, shaking his head in defeat.

‘Good, then do as I say and trust me. This will be over before you know it and hopefully get it all off your chest,’ Karen said with a know-it-all wink. ‘Yes I am your mom and I’m educating my son so that he doesn’t make silly mistakes that could end up haunting him for life. There’s a lot you don’t know and maybe won’t unless you make all those mistakes for yourself,’ she explained, that one hand stroking him so gently and working back the foreskin. ‘Does that feel good?’ she asked.

‘You should stop…’

‘It doesn’t feel good?’ A look in her eyes from the edge of disappointment drove him to reply out of guilt.