I honestly don't know how the wiener just slipped in my mouth. I didn't even get down on my knees. I just bent over in a 90 degree angle. Oh you want the back story? O.k.
Taco Tom called me up on Tuesday to swing by and pick up his water bottle. My son was home when he got here. My son was home when he left. My son also ran quickly to his room when he knocked on the door and wouldn't even say hello, so...eventually Taco Tom's dick came out and it obviously went in my mouth. Not my worst mom moment. I only thought he was going to come downstairs twice, and oddly (predictably) Tom's dick just kept getting harder. Don't temp me with a good time. One thing about me is that I like "danger" sexy stuff. Lame as my life has been lately...I never turn down a good story later. Of course I swallowed.
I'm only as ass hole in this because I didn't tell either of them that the other was going to be here. My house. My rules. My life.
The heart felt part of that story is that before Taco Tom came over, he ran an errand for me, for my mom to save me a trip out later. I was very grateful for that. Life is busy right now, and it was a nice gesture. I'm not sure how long that gesture keeps my black heart pink though because I need a good hard fucking. Seriously. I am way overdue. Between his schedule. My schedule. His pre-mature ejaculation. My need for more. My son living here. It's awful really. Cock blocked every which way.
In other news: Memorial Day - record day in catering orders today. Not sales, but total number or orders.
I was going to get a hotel room tomorrow night to unwind, BUT...my son told me yesterday that he is MOVING OUT July 1st! Woohoo!! Sexy side hustles, I am coming back for you! And I have that 10 day stretch in June when he is staying at my cousins. I can almost breathe again already. So I didn't feel like spending the money on a hotel. Plus, I am thinking I might be able to do some lovense streaming in the morning at the office before I have to send out catering.
I have some feelings about my son moving out. It is tough with him here because I was so used to being alone, but I lived on my own at 17, and granted he will be 19, but in my mind it is too young. Maybe because I understand how that works. I didn't live on my own because I wanted to though. It was just life. He wants to be an adult and make his own rules and live his own life, and not have me find his lube all over the house. I get that. But there is no grand prize for growing up to fast and taking on too much too soon.
The problem is: I want my kids to be happy. I don't have to agree with how they get there and I am able to let them take their own steps and see where they land. I don't feel a need to stop them. No one ever stopped me, and I think I turned out o.k., and I am also far more of a parent than I had in mine.
Any who, that is this week in review. The week ahead is nutty. I have Monday off - woohoo! I have the suite for a minor league game this week. My cousin in getting married! OMG! Then the next week I start the FESTIVAL season in the truck. Kill.Me.Now. I am going to add some snack and cooling items to the amazon list >> Amazon.com If anyone wants to contribute to my health and hydration in the metal box 16 hours/day.
Miss this life madly - Be back before you realize I have been gone!
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