Rainy, Overcast, Monday morning,

It was a rainy, over cast day, nothing else to do but to light a fire - which we haven't had for some weeks - and settle down in front of it.

Amanda said I could come over and have lunch with her."Not in the rain..."

"How old did you say you were, darling?"

"I just want to sit in front of the fire and listen to the rain fall on the roof."

“And smoke your whacky cigarettes.”

Cold, wet, rainy Monday, what else is there to do but light a fire and have a wank to your favourite porn, but I couldn't, exactly, tell Amanda that.

“Whacky cigarettes, Amanda,” I said. “Is that what they called them in your day?

“In my day indeed,” said Amanda. “It is still my day, darling.”

“Whacky cigarettes?”

“Darling, I am your mother, what do you think?”

“You always say that?”

“I can’t change your mind?”

“No mum, you can’t.”

“Okay darling, you are a great disappointment to me yet again…”

“As you are to me,” I said.

“What is my lovely son doing?”

“Try calling him to find out.”

“Okay, darling, enjoy your day,” said Amanda. “And your joss sticks.” She giggled. She thought she was being very clever quoting Ab Fab.

I sat in front of the fire and wanked 3 times, cock out, balls out, proud, enjoying the sensation of being exposed, enjoying the sensation of my hard shaft sliding through my hand, and my knob in my palm, my hand wrapped around it, each time that it was. Bruno lay watching me with his head between his paws, secret boy and his dog business, mostly with his eyes closed. I smoked pot in between each jerk, enjoying the release, cum on my thighs, dripping from my fingers. After I was done, I closed down the porn and felt fucked, even my toes ached from curling up in ecstasy. I slept on the couch. What else do you do on a Monday?