I felt an itch and a stirring that I prayed she wouldn’t see. “C’mon, it’s not easy, talking to your own mother about her ... sex life.”“H...! We’re all adults here.”“Yeah, I guess.”She threw back her head and finished the bottle, then reached down and took my hand. “I love you, honey. I don’t want ... to lose you, but I gotta ... have a life. Bill’s been good to me.”“I’ll try.”And with that she reached around to hug me, bottle still in hand. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders in return, gave. She's a senior, about 5'7" she's a gymnast and softball player, perfectly toned with a tan skin, C almost D cup tits, with an ass and a set of legs that is unimaginable. She had on a pair of Yogas that ended at her calves and a pair of Nike free runs with a V-Neck that barely kept her chest in. "Hey babe, what took you so long?" She asked suspiciously."Ohhh, I had kind of a bathroom emergency out of no where."Now that was probably the lamest excuse I've ever given, but Paige was a blonde, and. Lynn says that she’ll have to consult Rick and make sure he doesn’t mind her going to the dinner with Tom, let alone letting a bunch of guys she’s never met before take pictures of her.After talking it over with her husband Rick, Lynn gives Tom a call and tells him that it’ll be fine for her to attend the dinner on Friday night and tells him to collect her around 7:00pm, Tom asks her to wear something sexy to show all those old farts that he’s still got what it takes even though most consider. Do this, do that, get me this, get me that.As I was leaving the closet I began to think about my sister and how I used to hide in the closet while her boyfriends felt her up. I don't know to this day if she knew I was there or not. I think she knew but never mentioned it.Here I am forty-three years old, married with a grown up family. I'm considered a good husband and father, dependable and employed at the same job for over twenty years. Just a regular guy, like most of your neighbors. I mow.