Samantha readily agreed and that night she sat down with a pad of paper and planned out what would go on during the next few days to give her boss the...necessary ideas and practical experience to accurately write about this hot little illicit affair.Things went much better than he'd expected the next morning and when they'd finished playing and enjoying some hot intimate moments, Tom asked Samantha to sit down and write what she'd done and thought about after he'd given her the assignment."This. " You mean you're going to...?" I gasped as she took off her other slipper and started to open her blouse."I'm going to strip off and let you take your pictures." she grinned shrugging off her blouse, "Unless you don't want me to that is." NO! I mean, yes, I want you to, but why?" I said hurriedly as she stood up and fiddled with her skirt."I've my own reasons." she grinned, "If you want me to go on then don't ask any questions." Okay, no questions." I breathed as I stared at her panty and bra. But no, that was definitely Mom standing in front of me in the living room.‘Be a sweetie and bring my things in off the porch, darling. I’ve had such a terribly long and tiring flight. And do close your mouth, you’re not seeing an illusion. It really is me.’I went out to the porch to see a cab pulling away from the kerb and Mom’s things on the top step. I picked up the small valise and two dress carriers and carried them inside.‘Jeez, Mom, what are you doing here? I’m going home in three. As it was raining Ialso wore to work a transparent pink plastic mac complete with hood.Despite living close to the office Helen insisted Alison drive me to workand park in the underground car park. I was dreading going into theoffice. In fact Alison almost had to push me in. As I entered the officethe was small applause, a "welcome back" and indifference. I went to myenclosed workspace and opened my post and got on with my work. It was asif nothing had changed although I did hear someone say.