Part of me wanted her to stop what she was doing… I hadnever let anyone touch me ‘there’; not even my husband. But it feltso good an... forbidden. She wasn’t probing or ‘poking’. It was all sogentle and caring… she seemed to understand a sense of timing asto when to move ahead and when to slow down with me. I knew I was nearing orgasm. My nipples were rock hard andsticking straight out. My clit had swollen to a point that gave heran excellent grip. Just. Mom laughed. "Yes, my favorite! That really clinched the deal."But then she looked at me. "Don honey, I can't take you with me. There'sjust the one double bed." No sofa?" I asked. I can sleep okay on a sofa."Nope, just a little settee and some chairs." So I'm gonna be all alone?" Just nine days. I promise I won't stay a minute longer than that. If Ididn't think you could handle it I would not consider going. But justlook how responsible you have been all during this move, even going outfor food. I finally stripped off and climbed beneath the covers still trying to take part in the conversation but not able to fight my closing eyelids. I think I drifted off for a few minutes but was awoken as Marie emerged from the bathroom in her nightie. Mel then went in and showered as Marie sat on our bed, finishing her last drink. Yes I was now lying there with my eyes closed, but not sleeping. Marie flicked off the last light and now only the motel sign outside lent a soft glow through the. I used to tell her some stories. And the chat is continuing but she is not taking any step further. I wanted to know whether she is ready for the new relationship or not. So one day while Chatting, I asked her to play truth or dare game.Me: Shall we play truth or dare??B: I don’t know that game.I explained her about the game. I told that one person can ask any question or can give any task to other person based on his selection and gave some examples.B: No. I don’t play, I don’t like it.After.