She was kneeling, head bowed and eyes downcast beside the coffee table. Her thighs were open, and her hands, palms upwards rested on her knees. She di... not raise her eyes when she heard me enter. I knew then she had been into my Gor books.I had thought to have her serve me a Scotch prior to starting the proceedings, but she looked so darn cute kneeling there that I was not going to deprive myself of the sight of her, so I served my own damn Scotch.The more I delayed, the more I could see her. Despite her past, she had given herself to her husband willingly -- even eagerly -- because it was an expression of the love they shared.Now, however, after 11 years and four children, their love life was flagging and she wasn't sure what to do about it. What she and Larry needed was some time alone together, without the kids.But how? Larry couldn't get away and school would be starting in two weeks. There was no way they could take off, especially on short notice like that.It was about 7:30. But then she moved into what yoga classes call downward dog. Ass high in the air, showing a flat wall directly towards her son, and towards the sun so it was fully illuminated, every detail on bright display for Jon’s hungry eyes and stiff cock. He was about to give in again to his nasty thoughts and just shout that he was powerless and wanted his mother so badly.Her pussy smushed together, her labia popped out behind the wet cloth of the bikini. Several succulent drops of sweat, salty like her. At first my thoughts were completely vacant. Only after a while did thefirst conscious thought appear. Tomorrow was school! The last school daybefore vacation. Would Mom give me an excuse? I doubted it.After an hour or so, I got up. I really didn't know what to do with myhair, but I could work on my fingernails. I got the polish remover out ofthe bathroom.I looked at the little art works on my hand. Sighing I moved with a jerkand wiped the saturated cotton ball over them. Nothing.