I really screwed up this time. There’s no way my mother could forgive me for this. When I looked back at Craig, he just stood there with a dishevele... look on his face. I think he was half furious and half startled over what he had just said to me. I swore he said I had a cute little ass. “Craig will you help me with this?”“Ashley I don’t even know what I can do? You’re mom is going to be back tomorrow night. It’s the weekend and there’s no body shop open tomorrow. Even if there was, I’m sure. As I passed a gas station I happened to see her at the pumps. I turned in and pulled my Jeep next to her van. “Hi!” I yelled, and I waved. I stepped out of the Jeep and walked over to speak with her. I noticed the van was empty, no children. She had on a pair of those damn tight spandex shorts and a tight tee shirt. “Hi, Ben, what are you up to today?” she asked. “Just on my way home to put together something I’ve been researching,” I said, “for a new book.” “That sounds interesting; would. " Why?" You lead a nice life, you have a nice job, and you look... nice." I look nice?" Well, you're not handsome, you're not muscular, you have a tummy, but you still look nice," She said with a smile.He laughed. "Actually I had been dating two sisters separately at the same time. They found out, and I ended up with nothing," he said, "That was around a year ago."She laughed. "Next time go for cousins," she said.He laughed. "Sure," He said.Franc kept on driving until he saw a service area. With her stilettoed foot again resting on the chair, her hands slid down over her breasts and down onto her stomach until they were resting either side of her pussy and with a gentle clasp around the back of my head with one hand she pulled me towards her greying mound... Once my mouth was where she wanted it, she let go of my head and with her fingertips she gently pulled her pussy lips apart exposing her little pink fleshy bud of a clitoris, in an almost jealous tone she begged me to do to.