For her part she too threw off her top, squealing with excitement as she did so. With her micro-mini now riding so high it was practically a belt, fro... my foliage-based hiding place I could see a triangle of pale blue to match her bra. She was hot, both between her legs and in this observer’s opinion.She had both arms around his back, clawing at well-defined muscles with exquisitely manicured fingernails, tongues meeting with full intention. His hands too were not idle, for seconds later a. Then we got back to the bed. I could not keep my hands off her boobs and waist.She came closer to me, receding to the previous position, except we were sitting now. I have the support of the wall. We resumed our kissing. Slowly it became intense. She turned towards me, making her boobs take support on my chest. I could feel her superiority in age and experience now.But the intense lust that I am romancing my mom was adding vigor to match her experience. My hands rolled on her ass, exploring the. My eyes flick over to the entrance as I hear heels clicking on the floor, my heart rate quickens but it’s not my date for the afternoon.I sense someone approaching the table, partly hearing but also that unnamed sense that makes you look up - I instantly smile as I see her again. She’s looking at where we sat last time, but the table is taken by a couple of businessmen, so she searches the room and finds my gaze. I see her shoulders relax a little as she changes direction and heads towards me.I. . the terror demon, which I realised now had had much more effect on me than I’d admitted, even to myself. I thought about how I would apologise, how I’d convince Alistair that it wasn’t – it never had been – about him.After a while – I couldn’t say how long – I heard him shift, and his breathing changed. Dim light was coming in through the cracks in the shutters and under the door, and I could see his profile against the black backdrop of the couch. I knew he’d woken up, and I waited to see if.