Tis the season for mommy son phone sex. The holidays always make men nostalgic about mommy. Even my own boys are feeling thankful for mommy. My oldest son asked me to be his date to this fancy fundraiser for work. He said there was no one else he wanted to spend time with like me. He is married. His wife his hot, but she is not me. Few women are. I was happy to be his sexy date. I love dressing up. I got a ball gown. I had my hair done. I got a manicure and pedicure. I looked great and not only did my son notice, so did many other men, many who were his co-workers. My son got jealous because he had the hottest date at the fundraiser. Many guys were dancing with me and hitting on me too. I love attention, but my son is my son. He is the one who made me a mommy whore. No other man will have a stronger desire for me. I could see the green in his eyes, so we made an exit. We didn’t leave the fundraiser. We just found an empty room to fuck. I had on a black garter belt and stockings under my fancy ballgown. My son has long had a stocking fetish. He rubbed his cock on my black stockings before fucking me bent over a small table. We needed to get back to the fundraiser, so it was a quick fuck. As he pulled out of my pussy, his white cum dripped down my stockings. I loved the contrast of the black stockings and his white cum. He asked me if I wanted to wipe it off before pulling my dress back down. No, I didn’t, I told him. I wanted to feel his sperm on my sexy legs for the rest of the night. I may have flirted with other men, but my son knew he was the only one in the room for me.