Mom knew this too since Greg, his son, talked openly around her and I about his Dads many dates. One late afternoon Mom and I were preparing dinner. She was wearing a pair of thin cotton shorts and a tee shirt. Out of nowhere Mom says she will be back in a little while. She left the apartment without much, not even her purse or car keys. I didn’t really think too much of it until she returned about 30 minutes later. She came right back into the kitchen to help and I noticed her hair was kind of messed up, she looked flushed and even though I was a virgin and had only masturbated I swear I could smell the scent of sex on her. She went about preparing dinner while my mind raced about where she was and who she was with. I finally surmised that she had gone down to Bill’s for a quick fuck. The more I imagined it in my head the more excited and hard I got. My lust must have taken over because the next thing I knew I asked her ‘Mom, where down at Bills’ having sex?’ She looked like a deer. My men got them to over my ship as my prize crew boarded. My boys were anxious and nearly drooling with anticipation as they rowed hard and ignored the show of tears. We had enjoyed a few female captives before, worn them out and, I fear, fed them to the fishes.An hour later, with my handsome prize almost out of sight, one that would make me a good bit richer, I met with the four women on the quarterdeck. They were still unhappy that I had sent their maids away. Most unseemly I was told.They were Amanda Fortune, a handsome matron of perhaps thirty-five years, and her snooty daughter Jane, who was sixteen and, we were told, engaged to be wed, and Mrs. Robert Thompson, a lovely who would not tell me her name, and her young daughter, Ramona, a budding beauty of with a fine body and a haughty attitude. I silently planned to be her first, second and third lover and to make her scream for more. Virgins were my absolute favorite as well as a kind of specialty.The women had been visiting.
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