Going back home

The driver decided to take James back home since his parents might worry about him. She picked up James and brought him too her own car. On the way she picked up his clothes and placed it on James, though she took a couple minutes to admire his body. “I wonder if he’ll fuck me again when he gets back?” The driver asked herself as she placed him in the car and made her way to his address. (This is starting to become a recurring theme) “Wait what happened to James?” His mother asked as she held onto James who was leaning on her. “He... exercised a lot,” The driver didn’t know what else to call it. “Yeah he was working out a lot and overdid it.” She then wiped some sweat off of her forehead and left after saying goodbye.

James mother closed the door and brought James up to his room and placed him on the bed. “Oh James.” James mother said as she started to take her clothes of and got in bed with him, and started to take off his clothes. “James how could you leave me after what you did? I was going crazy just thinking about how good you fucked me.” She then got under the blanket with James and held him close as she planted kisses all over his body. James mother looked as if she were in a daze while kissing and caressing his body.