Our eyes met and she quickly backed away from the window.It made me smile and my dick did twitch a little at the sight. I hoped that she didn’t thin... that I was a ‘peeping Tom’ or anything even though my name is Tom. It wasn’t like I was spying on her; it was just happenstance. It was pretty late, and that was my last smoke before I went to bed.I’m a divorced guy in my mid-fifties and hadn’t dated or been with a woman in a while. Sex had been the equivalent of one hand or the other for a while.. ”“I’m just hanging here until you showed up. I’m going back to bed, I’m still wiped out from our party last night,” replied Adam. “You girls have fun. Later,” he said and he left.“So what’s it gonna be?” asked Eve. “Facial? Mud bath?”“Mani-pedi for sure,” I answered. “Maybe a facial, we’ll see what’s on offer.” We went to the buffet and got our breakfast and sat back down to eat. As we quietly relived last night’s events, I commented that I was a little surprised that neither Greg nor I had any. No! She didn't blow me. That was insane. My mother would never do that, let alone in the middle of the damned grocery store. I closed my eyes as these lusts surged through me. I needed to take care of this. Calm down.I stood up to go upstairs and stroke one out.“Dinner's ready,” Mom called. I froze.“Bout time,” Dad muttered. He closed the recliner and stood up. I swallowed and followed after. Mom had made stir fry chicken and noodles with cabbage and other vegetables. It was a simple meal for a. She looked pissed off. John looked at me with a smile on his face as he made room for her."Sara, a big part of this is my fault because I didn't say something sooner. I was mad almost as soon as we got back from the hospital and have been holding it in as each thing piled on everything else." What happened when I you got back from the hospital?"I looked over at Mom. "My mother gave my room away."She leaned forward, obviously ready to object. John put his hand on her forearm and eased her back.