Heretofore, Donny hadn't paid much attention to how his mother looked. Now, though, he did. He realized that she was very pretty and that she had a vo...uptuous figure. He started paying attention to how she dressed, whether her clothes showed her figure, whether her skirt was short enough for him to catch a glimpse of her thigh, whether her blouse was low-cut enough for him to see down and get a view of those well-shaped breasts that filled her tops so well. Donny thought that her body was made. There may have been others, but like I said, Kelly kept that sort of thing close to her chest.So, that was how life went for both of us for years as our kids grew up together. After my divorce, Greta and I spent a lot of time out at Kelly’s place, sometimes spending whole vacation periods out there, with the kids running around having fun, riding horses or trail bikes, exploring the forest, and basically growing up together. In time, when Greta was old enough to get her driving licence, she. Instead of the fifty-something grey haired heavy set man we’d all imagined, was a man who was maybe thirty, blond hair, green eyes, tall and broad shouldered. I was certain I’d never shared an elevator ride with him because him, I would have remembered. I was so distracted by McCarthy’s looks that I completely forgot what I was doing in his office, it was only when he asked me to take a seat that I remembered that I had been summoned. He started his spiel the way I expected him to, told me. I told her "I'm gonna cum" and she pointed my dick at her tits and I shot my cum all over her tits and belly. She rubbed some of my cum with her finger and looked in my eyes and licked it off her finger. She whispered "that was nice" and kissed me on the lips and got out of bed and went in her bathroom. The next morning I woke up and she was sleeping with her bra and panties back on. I quietly got out of bed and went in the bathroom to take a bath. I filled the tub and got in. I kept.