The memory of his mom's beautiful bush pumping him and making him come was now burned into his memory forever. He was still full of lust for her. But ...hen the thought of how forbidden it was occurred to him. What would people say? He knew it was very wrong. Bettie walked into the bedroom bringing him coffee. "Good morning." She wore her bath robe. She sat on the edge of the bed right next to him as he sat up. His hard cock was obvious. "Sleep good?" Jack took a sip of the coffee. Bettie could. She could effortlessly send rockets over the net and on target. I could do one or the other. I could hit a rocket or I could put it in the service box but doing both at the same time consistently was outside my capability.I returned the favor by teaching her some martial arts. I taught her some simple self-defense moves taken mostly from Aikido and Small Circle Jujitsu. She picked up on it much quicker than I picked up tennis. After a few lessons, she decided that Maja should learn some. We were having fun, the way we had in the pool. Through it all, there was the unspoken understanding, building with erotic silence in both of us, that there was more pleasure to come."Am I..." she said softly during a commercial, "what you expected? I mean, you're ok with everything so far?" She was looking down, and trailing her finger down my shoulder. She almost sounded insecure.I had no idea that she even second-guess herself."Raquel, you're wonderful," I said, "this is better than I could. M.de la Fere beckoned his son to come closer to the desk. ‘Son, I am an old man of poor health and I have no grandchild. Why is this? Why do you show no interest in finding a wife to give me a grandson?” The young Comte thought for a moment, then answered his father, ‘Father, forgive me for saying so. I can not find a woman worthy of bearing the rank of ‘Comtesse de la Fere.’ The girls in Berry are beautiful but are just that…girls….and would not live up to the title.’ ‘But, son,’ interrupted.