“What’s up, Brad?”“Where are the partners? I need to get hold of them about City Center.”“They were just in the office, but left to go to ...our place here, Brad. I’ll bet that they try to get a quick game of golf in. Did you try to contact them?“I sent them all a text asking for someone to call me, but no response from any of them yet. I hope that this isn’t their way of trying to get back at me for taking a leave of absence. It better not be or I’ll make it rough on them. My phone even shows. He could not believe it. He ran to the door and before he opened it he thought, “This better not be my mother taking back the apology.” He took a deep breath and opened the door.Before him standing at six feet tall, with golden blonde hair that went her shoulder blades, a beautiful face crowned with piercing blue eyes, and a figure that was to die for. Her breasts were the size of grapefruits that seemed to defy gravity. Her height was mostly due to her shapely legs. Brad stared, with his mouth. ” Mom was still being very quiet, even though she saw me getting worked up from Christy’s manipulations to my body, as well as the deep kiss, but I knew soon it would be too much for her to resist after all the foreplay between the three of us. There was a little alcove in the spa and it was just for one purpose, and mom was going to soon become aware of it. “Now, Shari, put your feet in those indentations and hold on to this bar, beautiful. In her position, mom‘s legs were spread wide apart. I hear you take a large breath as your hand slides down my spine, then back up. I feel your fingers lightly teasing the skin of my shoulder, my spot, the one that you know makes me instantly wet. When I shudder, you chuckle. I know I'm going to be late, but I can't be bothered to care. You flatten your hand again, moving it down my side and over my hip. I feel your thumb slide beneath the lace on the edge of the shorts, you're palming my ass. You squeeze it firmly and I bite my lip. You know.