My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... USD, "I want special attention okay?" The Philippine boys face lit up. "You've got it sir!" he grinned and left a happy boy. He also thought how lucky that guy was, a stateroom, and that beautiful older woman in it with him for three weeks. They hugged and hugged, Marks prick grew, Emma had to pull away because she was feeling it again, it was something she had been feeling quite often recently, when ever they were close it got stuck into her, it made her shiver. "You have a look around Emma," he said, "I'll put some of our things away." He didn't want her to see what was in his case, slinky sexy underwear for her, but not for wearing the two evening gowns he had spirited out of her wardrobe, He wanted her looking like only she could when they went to the two gala balls they would be attending together. "Turn heads? She will screw them right off!" He thought happily, he hid them in his closet along with the super fitting tux, cummerbund and frilled shirt he had hired for the balls. But his mother couldn't help noticing that the sl**ping arrangement was a large double bed, and not singles. She clocked him but refrained from asking the obvious question, she knew he would have an answer of some sort for her. They unpacked together, checked the bathroom that had a Jacuzzi in, the private balcony was a wow. A fully stocked bar was for their use. They were called to the safety meeting what to do in case of etc etc. After that they went up onto the sun deck, sat at the pool bar ...

... and had a cocktail, the ship was sailing they were really on their way, and he, his father was now out of the picture for the next three weeks. Emma was already attracting surreptitious glances, this made Mark feel great, but he was also a little jealous too. He was all attention, holding her hand, gazing into her beautiful eyes when she fixed him with them, they had a late afternoon snack and went back to their cabin. Emma said, "shall we have a naop darling, its been a really long day and I don't want to fall asl**p at the dinner table do I?" she laughed. "Good idea," he told her, "come on I can undress here, you take the bathroom okay?" He was almost in bed before she had got to the bathroom; he left his shorts on, and waited. Emma came back ten minutes later, checked him out and smiled. She saw his bare chest and wondered, "Oh yes?" He pulled the covers back for her and slipped in beside him, it was 5.25pm, she laid there for a moment, and said in her sweet soft voice. "I'm so glad I'm here Mark, I'm overjoyed already, thank you darling for bringing me, and thank you for the beautiful flowers too. I can't believe myself, but I'm glad it's you and not your dad I'm here with, does that make any sense?" "It does to me Emma, and I'm the same too, I am honoured and over the proverbial moon that I here with you too. And the flowers are beautiful, but not any where near as beautiful as you," he said with love an aura around him. She reached across and kissed his cheek; he put his ...