Ronnie’s mother – part 2
A week and a half after my incredible sex experience with Ronnie’s mother, on a Friday afternoon during lunch break, my cell phone rang while I was talking to some friends – Ronnie being among them. I pulled the cell phone from my pocket and saw that the call was from Ronnie’s home number. “Shit, my dad,” I lied to my friends, “he’s gonna bitch about the fact I didn’t take out the trash this morning. I gotta go.” I quickly walked away from my friends and as soon as I was out of hearing range, answered the call. “Tommy here,” I said. “This is Charlene,” I heard the horny voice of Ronnie’s mother. At least now I knew her first name. “Where are you?” she asked. “In the schoolyard,” I tried to say as …