She smiled at Charlie now. "It's one of those nights, darling. I've got a damn headache again and I think I'd like to get home early."

Charlie was disappointed, she could see it in his eyes. But he was a good sport. He nodded and smiled and said he'd take her home right after dinner.

Brenda felt much better. She was in no mood to cope with Charlie tonight. What she needed was a peaceful evening at home so she could think about her problems. There must be some way out of the bind she was in. She had to think of something. She couldn't just go on having the hots for her own son and let it fuck up her life.

After the dinner was finished, they left the restaurant and climbed into Charlie's car.

Brenda felt sorry for Charlie. Maybe it was mean of her to cut the night short like this.

As Charlie drove the car out of the parking lot, she leaned against him and kissed his cheek. Then she slipped her hand into his lap and searched for the bulge of his cock.

When she found his prick, she squeezed it and said, "You're a honey, Charlie."

She pulled his zipper down and slid her fingers inside his fly to find his cockshaft.

He was already half hard by the time she brought his prick out. The slit in his cockhead was leaking juice and she used her thumb to spread it around.

Charlie did have a nice cock. The knob of his cock was circumcised and because of that his cock always reminded her of Ken's.

She hadn't seen her son's prick since he was just a little kid, not close enough to have a good took at it. But he was circumcised like Charlie and whenever she handled or sucked Charlie's cock she thought of what it would be like to do it to Ken.

When they reached Brenda's house, Charlie wanted to come inside. Brenda talked him out of it. She said she was too tired. She said if he'd like, she would suck him off right there in the car.