He stepped towards the door as Sara raised on tip toes pulled him down kissing him on the lips. She broke the kiss, took his hand and lead him back to...the dining room. They entered and she pulled him gently past his normal set between her and Amy, to the head of the table. His dad's chair had sat empty for months, and it felt strange as he pulled it out to sit. Pete looked at Sara not sure if he should sit there. "Mom are you sure about this?" Pete asked "First off, you've fucked me! So. ”Lindie nestled her head on my shoulder and whispered to me, “I’ve missed you more!”I started to counter her statement and bent back a little causing her to lift her face and look into my eyes so I could tell her that was impossible to have missed me more than I had missed her.She confronted me with a darkness that had shaded over her face. She placed her palm over my lips, her thumb and index finger spread out on each side of my nose, halting my voice. In a serious tone she said, “We have so. "In case you hadn't noticed," I told her. "I am not a young girl anymore."Babette smiled. "No, but the question is still the same no matter how much you want to run away from the answer, Cherie," She sat forward. "Shall I invite him over?"Excuse me?My mouth dropped open in shock. "No," I gasped. "Are you crazy?" Then how are you going to meet?" she asked.Was that a trick question? Meet? Like right now? In front of the mob and their fucking mobile phones? I shook my head. "Babette, don't you. She kept it up until Matt relaxed and then she let him pop from her mouth.“Oh my God, Jen, you are a wonderful cocksucker” Matt said.Jen smiled. “Evidently. I enjoyed being your “cum bucket” this morning. Now let’s get up, because I need something else for breakfast, too.”Later that day, while Matt was visiting a friend to watch some sporting event (there was always another one to be viewed), Jen was sitting at a table with a new friend of hers from the neighborhood. They had gotten to know.