Alright see you soon. She hung up the phone. And the nerves had come back as I sobered up a little more. I stayed light hearted and laughed, trying to...hide my stress from her as I got dressed. She asked me why bother getting dressed. I lied and told her the best part was having someone take it off. She laughed and agreed putting her clothes back on too. We waited in the living room making out on and off between drinks she kept pouring me. I knew at that moment she was completely using me… Then. On entering the bedroom to shower, in the en suite, I saw some clothes laid out on the bed. On closer inspection, Jaq had put together some items of clothing, a schoolgirl outfit made up of items from her wardrobe. The items included a short navy skirt, long black socks, white tee shirt, blue striped tie, and some white pumps.The thought of Jaq dressed in this outfit had me hard instantly. I headed into the shower with naughty thoughts running through my mind. Having reached our sixties our sex. So he lay there with aching cock visualizing what he had done to his mother. ‘Where was he, why hadn’t he come in, yet’ she was thinking. She waited and waited…five minutes, ten minutes, twenty, a half hour still no Brian. Perplexed, she finally moved from her position, got off the bed and went to her door. She remembered the squeak and opened it very, very carefully. In the hall she moved to his door and again carefully opened the door. She looked in and saw his naked body on the bed and. “It’s so nice of you to do this for Bryan. I ... I can’t tell you ... how much this means to us.” she said, her eyes filling with tears.“It’s my pleasure mam.” I answered.She went on to tell me that Bryan was seven years old, battling his second bout of leukaemia in as many years. Treatment appeared to be working but this was a disease that was so unpredictable. She told me he had just underwent several treatments over the past few days, so he would still be feeling somewhat weak. I followed.