I want her so bad. I say, “You want to come up for a nightcap?” With a twinkle in her eye she says, “yes.” We walk into the lobby and get in ...he elevator. As soon as the doors close I turn, pull her close and we kiss. Her lips are soft, and when she parts them a little, our tongues touched each other. At the ping of the elevator doors we pull away. I hold her hand and lead her to my room. It's a luxury suite with a large bed and bathroom, it has two large doors leading to a balcony. She walks. The thin fabric creased between her legs, and I could see the sweat stains in her groin, and another spot of wetness starting to grow in between.I pulled my shorts down around my knees, and took a good hold of my shaft. Running the foreskin slowly back and forth as I looked at her buttocks. She looked over he shoulder, smiling at my rigid, shining cock. Then she pulled the shorts down, the thong going with them to reveal her soft, hairy peach.I gasped, and she giggled 'Thanks.' then slipped one. .." Jacob muttered."Pull down your shorts." Michelle said.Jacob didn't have to be asked twice. It one motion he pulled his shorts and boxers down to his knees. His cock was big and meaty. A spider-web of bulging veins ran along his lengthy shaft as it stuck straight up like a flagpole.Michelle brought her legs onto the couch and knelt beside her son. He watched as she tied her hair back into a pony-tail and then lowered her face to his lap.Jacob watched in awe as his mom opened her mouth and. " Goodbye, dear, I'll see you at 5:15. Love you," he said, realizing that she had hung up too soon to have heard his last sentiments. He sat looking at the receiver in his hand, wondering how it could be that she would hang up so quickly and impersonally. It seemed as though this was just another example of how she had changed.Just a few short months ago they would've spent as much time as they could chatting and teasing each other over the phone. She just didn't seem to be the same woman she.