By now my imagination was in overdrive thinking about what she might do and i'd got myself quite hard at the thought of her totally naked, next to me ...n the car when suddenly i was aware that a train had pulled into the station and noticed the first of the passengers coming through the exit. I sat there massaging my now hard cock through my jeans while eagerly looking out for Mrs O who predictably was one of the last to emerge. She stood by the entrance scanning the car park until she noticed. Suddenly I heard him laugh loudly, and Mum said, "Ooohh, it's gone right in! Ooohh God, how could you?" Soon I heard her groaning again, and him slapping something. So I risked a look at the window again, and saw that Mum was leaning side on, against the wall. He was behind her, shoving his cock into her, and slapping her arse. Then I saw the worst bit.She shifted a little, and I saw his boner was right up her bum! Mum was taking the optician up the arse!So that was the "Extra" that Mum had to. “Shut up or I’ll put a fucking bullet through the back seat.”The sound ceased.Sirens faded into the distance, replaced by the irregular Doppler of cars in less of a hurry sending spray onto the embankment. I breathed out, heart slowing, focusing on the fat droplets drumming the car's husk and windshield, gradually obscuring me behind the watery curtain. Safe for now, giving me time to reflect. Time to think properly.Facts.One: I got the diamonds and the money. The holdall on the passenger seat. It helped her from becoming too bored as well as allowing her to make use of her own skills. Tara was a paralegal, in fact that was how shed met Paul. Her employer at the time had opposed Paul in a case and even before it had concluded hed set his sights on the pretty young woman almost twenty years his junior. She of course had been flattered, especially as he had just been made a partner in his firm, one of the oldest and most prestigious in Manhattan. They had a whirlwind courtship and.