Before he had a chance to react I spoke to him in the only language he knew. I handed him $50. Good thing I went to the bank earlier. Jack was a creep...but not without some intelligence. He knew not to indicate I was there. I unbuttoned my pants and took out my hot rod and began stroking it. Jack was grinning like a Cheshire cat anticipating what I had in mind. I watched other men have their way with Ma, moving their instruments of various proportions in and out of her. I heard her cum several. It was Debs taking charge which did not matter. Sometimes I would take the helm which was always fun. As always, remembering Debs taste, I wore a pair of burgundy Calvin Kline boxer shorts, she hated briefs, much preferred boxers – closing the bathroom door behind me I made for the bed with its attractive burgundy duvet to match the decor, Debs was particular about that and there she was, my baby, sitting there beneath the duvet and looking wonderful and flushed, as I remembered her to be at. “You got together with Bryan shortly afterwards. You were so happy, I didn't want to upset you. But I can’t keep quiet, Ellie. Not anymore,” he quietly says, gently cupping the side of my face to stare into my jade green eyes. His silent admission stuns me. His ardent gaze burns into me as I fight my urge to run. “What are you thinking, Ellie? Please say something,” he breathes, brushing his nose against mine. As I look down at my dropped bag, my mind casts back to the years I’ve been friends. I reached over and undid the zip of his cardigan. His large belly and chest were smooth and completely hairless and I stroked him gently loving the feeling of his soft skin. I moved a little closer and stroked his smooth chubby cheeks before leaning forward and kissing him. Our tongues were soon entwined in a passionate dance as we enjoyed the contact of skin on skin.He leaned forward and slipped the cardigan off and raised his buttocks so I could get his pyjama trousers down to his ankles. I.