" Her pleading was cute but futile."Mother, if you really wanted me to stop you would have pushed me away...But I'm still here aren't I. I do remember...telling you we were going to fuck even when Dad was around." I had relocated my hand down to her pussy which was only panty clad plus her long t shirt on due to the heat. "And your pussy is wet already?" "If you're going to do something you better hurry up, he'll be done anytime now." I couldn't believe my ears, my Mother was now suggesting that. I started to pound in her, moving the yoga mat under us. Then I flipped over with her still on my dick in a cowgirl position. Boy did she know how to ride it. She was bouncing up and down on my dick furiously. One of my hands grabbed her ass while the other rubbed her clit. She was going crazy again so I grabbed her ass with both hands spreading her cheeks. She was bouncing like there was no tomorrow. I remembered how crazy she got with the little bit of ass play I had done before so with one. "You're looking to get a divorce, is that right?" Yes," I responded, still with that wooden feeling. Why else would I come here? This wasn't a social call. The inane chatter only helped to solidify my feeling of hope; this had to be a nightmare, now."Hard thing, getting divorced," he said quietly. Even dreaming, I got the feeling that he was still evaluating me. I got the feeling he had started evaluating me as soon as I'd come in and never really stopped. "I should know. I've gone through it. After a short while we had all finished our drinks and said goodnight to some people before heading off up the road with Fred to his house.We walked in and me and Sarah sat down on his sofa, while Fred said in a chair next to the gas fire he had just turned on, the arms of the chair were really wide and he had his tv remote and glasses case resting on them, he went into the kitchen and brought through a bottle of red wine, he poured out the wine and Sarah was giggling and laughing as she'd had.