Even on the awkward topic of coping with an amorous son her cultured tone drained the topic of any shame."It's about maintaining your respect and thei... obedience Margot," Iris was saying calmly, "And you will surely lose that if he thinks he's in love with you Margot?"Iris clearly realised I was in an affair with Guy and responding to her logic, I said sheepishly, "Oh ... I see."And then needing Iris to understand, I confessed weakly, "I had wondered why he'd been so difficult with me lately. Traci took a breath. "I think it's time to talk to Peter." Okay." He doesn't want to talk to me." She took another deep breath. "You said..."I remembered our talk when I'd said that when she was ready, I'd make sure that Peter would be there. "I'll see what I can do."Reluctantly I got out of the chair where I'd planned to spend my afternoon.It took a couple minutes to walk to Peter's trailer. He was outside with Mikee and Kelly, unloading groceries from their mom's mini-van."Ladies," I said as. We'd left the door open, and I could hear the water draining loud in the bathroom. I relaxed myself and felt her hairs crush to my belly and my pubic bone press into the rubbery pad of her sex. "Move it in and out," she said, and I did.There's no need to tell you how wonderful it felt. We fucked a couple dozen strokes, then she had me roll back and crouch on my shanks without pulling free of her. She wanted me to see what it looked like going in and out. I spread her quim open with my fingers. I sought to put her at ease as I took her to the kitchen and poured us each a glass of white wine, topping it with soda water as per the local fashion. I spoke to her in her own language, cracking a joke or two and showing that I was a friend. I didn’t touch her, even though if she had lowered her agreeable eyes a little as we stood in the kitchen, she would have noticed that my dark grey chinos were bulging. She loosened up in a matter of seconds after we clinked glasses, moved through to the.