My friend Don threw himself a party last month on his 25th birthday, and invited about 20 people, of whom I was one.

The food was fabulous, the booze flowed freely and the party was a terrific hit. The only thing that was missing, as far as I was concerned, was any sight of Don’s gorgeous mother, Laura.

Over the years that Don and I had been friends, I had developed a serious crush on Laura, which had grown into a deep sexual desire after her divorce became final. She was in her early 40s and had beautiful long blonde hair that perfectly framed her pretty face, smallish breasts that still needed no support and long legs that tapered sexily down to slender ankles. She was a lawyer and oozed of self-confidence, along with a subtle but powerful hint of sexual playfulness that left men goggle-eyed and... Read More