. quietude. A formal politeness. Vanessa and I had learned not to try to patch things over; just give them some time and the storm cloud would pass.Ex...ept this one didn’t.A weekend turned into a week. Pilar had become so intimately integrated into our family ... well, she was missed. Walker, of course, didn’t talk about it. He’s a boy, he’s 15, he’s ... girl-stupid.Vanessa invited Pilar to lunch at our loft on the second Saturday of her self-imposed exile to Brookside. Pilar accepted, but. I was saved a major embarrassment when the song ended and the sax player announced a short break.We made our way back to our table to eat and wait for the next set. As soon as the band began playing again Mom and I were back out there dancing. This time, it was me who made the first move.I pulled Mom tightly against me. She let her head rest on my shoulder. A few gyrations was all it took to sprout another woody. Feeling a bit bolder than before, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her even. Feeling him inside of me, I wanted to say stop but could only let out a moan. As he pushed deeper into my ass, I pushed back against him, forcing his cock deeper inside me. With each stroke, he went deeper until his cock was completely inside of me and his balls were resting against my pussy. He would then pull it all the way back out and then start all over again. Each time was easier as my ass became more slippery and stretched to accept his cock. When he was satisfied that his cock could. I don't know that I'd want to put this in the department newsletter and I'm not going to go back and gossip around the office about it. Nor do I think the other three will either. Besides that, I already told Bill about what happened." You did?" Mary said, looking surprised."Yes, I did. I hung up with him just a minute before you called." What did he think?" It didn't upset him at all. In fact, he got a kick out of it," Nancy said, trying to keep her smile to herself."Seriously? Typical man.".