“It does,” I said to him. “Do you think we should take the chance?” He pressed his crotch against my belly and said, “What do you think?”... I felt his arousal pressing against me, and I felt my own arousal wetting through my panties. I opened my mouth and one word came out. “Yes.” Fred led me in a quick pace to the hotel across the street from the Cantina and we checked into a room. I called my husband from my cell phone and told him that I would be working late. Fred did the same, calling his. We shared a room with two full sized beds. To give her some privacy, I went to get something for us to eat while Theresa took a shower and got herself situated. There was a bar within walking distance, so I headed that way. I ordered a couple of burgers and fries to go. I enjoyed a cold beer while I waited. When I returned to the hotel about a half hour later, Theresa was showered and dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. We quickly devoured our food, barely speaking. Theresa offered to get some. Though I did notice that she silently enjoyed the attention she was receiving.Interestingly though, I did notice some startling noises from her side of the bed in the night. WTF my mom was rubbing her pussy like crazy! I just pretended to be sleeping since getting caught masturbating by your daughter is perhaps the last thing any mother would want.NEXT DAY…We decided to go for dinner together in a fine restaurant to just chill and enjoy Vegas. Things were good. We ate while hearing to a band. Hell's Angels alibied each other. The only thing missing was my address book.Consulting my detective friend, it turned out a plant in the Amsterdam bikers had been killed a few days before. Interpol worried about its own mole. The investigation retreated."They know I'm headed to Amsterdam," I said to the detective."Maybe you should change your plans," said the detective. I nodded.I called my ex to find out about Devi and Benjamin. "They got home yesterday," she said. I called Devi's house."Bess.