"Damn right your are. I hate the day. Give me another kiss," Judy said."Yes master," I replied just before we kissed."I love you Judy, I love that you...just decided to blow me that night. It was completely not expected, but life saving. You helped me find you so to speak. Thank you," I said."Your welcome. I'm glad I found you too. And how the fuck are you still taller than me. I'm 30 now and your 26. This is bullshit," Judy replied."And there's the woman I know and love," I said just before I. "She leaned forward to kiss me. Surprised, I actually pulled back and Mom's lips landed on my cheek, as intended, but caught the corner of my mouth. Her face flushed slightly when she pulled back, indicating she was aware of the miscue. On impulse, I followed her retreat and kissed her back, my mouth partly on her mouth, as if in retribution. When I pulled away, I was surprised to find my hand had found her waist during the short duration of our caress and awkwardly pulled it away. My mind. "Can I help you get to sleep, Daddy?" she asked demurely. She bent her left leg and arched her left foot, toes pointing as they touched the floor, posing for me. Where do females learn to do that? It it innate, instinctive, or something their mothers teach them to drive men insane?"Uh, it's, ah, all right, hon," I stammered, my dick now feeling like a cruise missile ready for launch."No, Daddy, it isn't," she said, walking toward the bed, placing one foot directly in front of the other as she. ”“I suppose you’re right, sweetie.” Helen said. “But I am happy if you’re happy.”She turned around in his embrace and snaked her arms up around his neck; standing on her toes so that she could press her soft lips against his mouth in a lingering kiss.“I thought we might have a night on the couch.” Jason said, breaking the delicious kiss after a moment. “You know, like we used to.”“Oh.” Helen blinked for a moment up at her son. Then her face softened into a pleased and genuine smile - the kind.