She was only 40 when my father passed away, one year after we moved to live in the City. She had a cousin called Alex, he was couple of years younger ...han my mother, he was not married and my mother always said that Alex will never marry because he likes to run after women. We used to kidding mother with Alex.When we moved to the City, time to time Alex visited my mother and we all sat together for a cup of tea. More and more the visits of Alex were more frequent. After the wedding of my elder. I’m sorry.” She looked somewhere between sad and ill, with some embarrassed mixed in between. But mostly she looked really tired.“What’s wrong?”“I’m not sure, Jake. I think I’m going to have mom take me to Acute Care when she gets home.”“OK, I guess. I’m sorry you don’t feel well.”“I’ll be OK. I’m sorry we can’t be together today.”“It’s OK, I’ll be here waiting when you feel better,” I smiled.I leaned in to give her a little peck, but her eyes widened and she shrank back.“Oh, Jake, I haven’t. She asked how my day was, as she put her phone on the table in the hall and slipped off her trainers, she said she was going to have a shower. I stopped her, and said i want a hug, I've missed you today. She relucantley came over, and sat down. I could see her top was wet, and her leggings around her inner thighs were wet too. I gave her a hug and kissed her on the neck. She put her hand on the back of my neck and with her long pink nails she scracthed it, just the way i like it. Instantly. Even I started caressing her and trying to cover her legs with my hands just to feel her toned legs … Which were already making my 6 incher anxious since morning.Somehow with this bare-closeness we reached our place and that she asked me to hold her hands and accompany her to her room as she was all shivering with cold. I did. She asked me to join in her 2 bhk room as even I was all white with cold. She made us some coffee and I lazily sat on the sofa checking chats & updates on my mob device..