But no, she could view it as being hilarious and might think well of you.’ ‘You think so? I was in a rush to get started after showering.’ ‘No... stay like that son. It will be a test of her interest in you.’ ‘But she might flee.’ ‘Then you will have your test result darling. Don’t fuck around dithering if you want another wife.’ Michael couldn’t believe his mom had just spoken to him like that. Michael had left the door open and was stirring sauce when a soft voice said, ‘Yummy, nice ass.’. I washed out her cup and poured a half of cup of new coffee and had just set it down on the table when she walked back into the kitchen. When I looked up and saw her my knees went weak and I suspect that my jaw dropped open and I only hoped that I wasn't drooling. Jaime had changed into a pair of dark green satin lounging pajamas that clung to her body and showed off her figure perfectly. The top of the outfit buttoned up the front and there were these small gaps in the material and I could see. She was in no position to criticize because her back story was a lot shakier than his sketchy outline of his own experiences. He had no problem in bringing her to the “tingle” she valued best of all and she knew her honey would cure his acne before the cruise was over.Her other admirer was George Apple, Attorney at Law, a man in his early forties with lots of charisma and charm to talk her panties down with little effort on his part. Apparently, he was smitten sufficiently to disregard her age. As usual Mona had given him no pussy. The six-foot-two, two-hundred-fifty-five-pound, dark-skinned, barrel-chested man got out of his bed. He marched down the hallway and into another bedroom.Terry examined his cute, slim stepson asleep. He walked over to the bed and ripped the black graphic comforter off the bed. The purple top sheet came off with it.Terry’s naked five-foot-six-inch, redbone stepson, Ashton, came to life and wiggled his tush. “Good morning, sir,” the sissy purred.Terry slapped.