She pointed to a door straight in front of me."Thank you Linda. I appreciate this".I had my pee, washed my hands and stepped out of the toilet. Linda ...as in the kitchen. "Would you like a cup of tea?" she asked. "That would be lovely Linda.".Linda made the tea and we sat in her lounge drinking the tea and making small talk about all things but more about me and how married life was suiting me. Towards the end of the cup of tea our conversation had turned to holidays. Linda pointed to a photo on. Then I got on my knees on the couch, faced out front, and cast a super-secret look thru the slit of the blinds, toward Glenna's house. That damn 2nd car was still there, so I started praying a little that it would be gone soon, meaning that SOB was out of the picture for Tuesday, so I could go over there and FUCK HIS WIFE's BRAINS OUT – per her request, remember? I started laughing to myself about that one! ... then I realized I was supposed to go back over to the next street and strike a lawn. My mother was sucking on me, and that was everything.She held the base of my rod and two of her fingers were on my balls. She sucked up and down sometimes pausing on the head to suck it, or use her tongue on it. It wasn't studied or scripted or planned. Everything she did came out of her urges at the moment. I took off her tee shirt, unhooking her bra, freeing the heavy globes that hung and swayed as she mouthed me. I took one in my hand and massaged it through my fingers. I thought that my. I turned to look at her sitting down with another woman. ‘I just need to get to a tire shop. God, I have no idea how I’m going to pay for this,’ I said, being reminded that I had my emergency credit card privileges taken away when using it to buy a new outfit. ‘Damn it,’ I groaned, realizing where I was. Out of all places to get a flat tire it had to be blocks away from Jonathan’s dad shop. ‘Great,’ I mouthed, knowing that he would be there on a Sunday afternoon. ‘Do you want to call a tow.