Obviously there was quite a bit of sexual tension between us as we continued to steal glances at each other. As you can guess our conversation turned ...exual and she asked about the night at the bar. As I was telling her all the juicy details her hand moved to my leg and began lightly running her hand up and down my inner thigh. I continued to tell her about my marriage and how our sex life morphed into what it is today. When I asked her what made her come on to me so strongly she just said. " I don’t know what you are talking about mum." Was my response."Mark. Please don't lie to me. I know you are enjoying yourself in my knicker drawer. It's time you let me know." And you won’t get mad?" I answered."I won’t get mad, I promise. I'd just like to know when I put on a clean pair of knickers in the morning that they are indeed "clean." Said mum."Ok you’re right. I have been going into your knicker drawer." Do you wear them? Have you ejaculated in them? Just what are you doing?" She. "I breathed out a sigh of relief. There were far too many questions going on in my mind. I truly had imagined that she was some kind of high priced hooker. I was sure that even though my annual salary was in the mid six figures, I couldn't afford her."What is this toy?" she asked pointing to the model. "Where did you get it?" It's not a toy," I said. "It's an architectural model. It's like a 3-D representation of what the house was supposed to look like when the remodel was done." Oh..." she. I feel my sensitive fingersworking the buttons of her blouse slowly exposing the lacy bra I amwearing. Reaching up I carefully squeeze my right breast. God, that feelsincredible! With my new memories I know it will feel indescribably betterwhen Ron squeezes my boob and sucks on my thick nipple. Even though I havenever seen TJ's nipples I know exactly how they look. After all, I've hadthem most of my life!I carefully hook the small tips of my thin fingers under the cups of TJ'sbra, pulling the.