I saw her type his number into her phone and send him on his way. He hesitated, rubbing his cock through his pants, and looked back several times as h... went. I couldn't take it any more. I took her into the woods, lifted her skirt, and took her soaking wet sex harder than I ever had before.After our last adventure, I felt aroused almost constantly. The slightest passing memory of what happened would make me instantly as hard as a rock, and the memories kept finding their way into my mind.. " I can't just leave him like that!" she said, "What about my job?" You can come and work for me, just think, you could sit on the boss's knee to take dictation." And anything else that came up," she laughed."But we can talk about that later can't we?" Anything you like, mum," I agreed not wanting to rush her into anything she wasn't sure about."Have you got any champagne at home?" Of course." Can we go then?" Thirsty, mum?" I teased, and she blushed prettily but nodded.It was a warm night, so. I headed to the living room and sank down in the La-Z-Boy. I sipped at my gin and tonic and waited for my wife to show up. Please, God, let Charlie have a long, long nap! I had finished my drink when Marilyn showed up.It was worth the wait. Marilyn came out wearing a criminally short denim skirt that had a row of tiny snaps up the front, mostly unsnapped, and a halter top that wasn’t much more than a bikini top. She also had on some very nice high-heeled sandals. She sauntered over and held up. Tom and Jenny hugged Louise and Nikki and Tom thanked Vinnie for coming to get them. He noticed the dark circles under his mother's eyes and the somber expression on her face after greeting them. He looked at Vinnie and could read nothing."Mom, are you OK?" he asked. "Where's dad?"Louise burst into tears and reached out to hug her eldest son."You father is at home," she sobbed. "He's sick, Tom. He had a stroke." What! When?" he asked intently."About ten days ago. Not long after you left,".