To Jodie's relief, Dane didn't talk about what had happened. They ate their lunch, had another swim, and drove back to town, and he didn't say a word about his mother jacking him off.

She knew he'd bring it up sooner or later, though. The next time he got horny, he'd be sure to ask her for a repeat performance or even more. She decided she'd better head him off. That evening as they sat in the living room watching television, she prepared herself for a serious talk with her son.

"Are you really watching that show, Dane?" she asked.

"Not really," he admitted, using the remote control to turn the set off. "You wanta say something to me, Mom?"

"Yes, dear, I'm afraid I have to," Jodie sighed. "It's about what happened this afternoon. That was very wrong of us, and it mustn't happen again."

"But, Mom, we wanted it," Dane said impatiently. "We needed it, and we didn't involve anybody else. I don't see what's so wrong with that."

"Exactly," Jodie said. "You don't see, because you're too young to understand right from wrong when it comes to sex. That's my job, and I failed today."

Dane laughed and said, "Hey, Mom, I'm not too young for anything when it comes to sex."

"And just what do you mean by that, young man?" she asked.

"I mean I'm experienced, Mom," he grinned. "I've been around. Lisa isn't the first girl I've fucked. I bet I know as much about fucking as this Craig guy you're dating, maybe even more."

It was Jodie's turn to laugh. "Oh, come on, Dane, don't exaggerate," she said. "You can't possibly have as much experience as a grown man."

"Wanta bet?" he challenged. "After all, Mom, there's only one way to find out."