She had hurt him badly, probably destroyed forever any chance that he could trust her. And torn his life apart every bit as badly as she had hers. Jul...e returned to Ashlee’s apartment, her heart heavy and despairing. At the moment, it didn’t seem likely that Gary could forgive her, that there was any chance of saving their marriage. True, he only said he needed time to think. But how much could a week or two possibly temper his anger at her betrayal? How much could a year or two, for that. She made that rule since I would often get up from the table to answer the phone and never come back.She had silently cleared the table, but after pointing out the inconsistency, I promised I would be ‘a good boy’ and try harder.“Are you done, sweetheart?” I asked.“I think so, I didn’t want to eat too much before I got in the water. It was a very good casserole,” she said pouring herself a bit more wine.“Glad you liked it, Chrissy—If I ever make something that doesn’t taste right you will tell. She took the soap and started applying it to my dick and balls. While doing so, she squeezed my balls unknowingly, and I was like, “AAah.”Mom: Kathadha da. (Don’t shout)And she started to jerk my dick by shaking it back and forth. I was like.Me: Sssshhhh, aah.Even though I’m not a virgin, the handjob I’m getting is from my mother, which made me even harder. I slowly took my left hand to her nighty and unzipped her. She pushed my hand away and zipped her nighty back. But at that point, I was. At halftime, the men got up and stretched, using the bathroom and walking around a little. I busied myself emptying ashtrays and clearing empty plates and glasses from the living room. Jim hadn’t told me to, but I assumed that I would be doing the dishes too, so after the living room was clear, I got started.As I washed the glasses and plates, I didn’t even hear the door open, but suddenly I felt a pair of hands reaching around me to grab my nipples. I gasped and tried to turn, but I was held.