When you asked me out for our first date, it was the first one I'd had in all that time," she said."I thought that it might be, but I didn't even hope...that you might find me attractive sexually," I said."Oh, honey, you just don't know. I've thought about you often, especially since you've grown so fast lately and become so handsome," she said."Why didn't you say something or give me some hint?" That wouldn't have been right," she said."Because you're my mother?" I don't really believe in the. " The Chairman was very reluctant to go along with this unusual plan."You can put one of those GPS gadgets on me so you would know where I was at all the time and one of those panic watches that I could push if I needed you in a hurry. Come on Howard you know that this is the only chance we have." She used his first name deliberately to let him know she wasn't just one of the company's employees but the wife of one the executives.The Chairman opened the discussion again and the consensus was. "You might want to ease back a little, Sam," the bartender says as he puts a bourbon and ice in front of you. "You're hittin' it kind of hard today. Want some coffee?" Nah, I'm good. Y'know the only thing you get when you give a drunk coffee is a wide awake drunk," you tell him and chuckle at your own comment. He nods and drifts back down the bar. You sip your drink and stare at your reflection in the bar mirror. You don't look so bad, you decide, lean featured and kind of dashing. Not bad for. Bending forward slightly, she finds her clit with her fingers and attaches the final clamp, wincing at the twin tendrils of pain and pleasure unfurling themselves inside her. She straightens, feeling the satisfying twinges at her nipples and between her legs. Giving her reflection one final glance, Lizzie pads, naked and silent, to the kitchen.Raising herself on her toes to reach the wine glasses on the top shelf of the cabinet produces a sweet, sharp pang on her most sensitive bits. Lizzie.