As for myself, I had just turned 53. I considered myself to be young. My wife was more to me, than just being a wife...she was my friend, my fiance'... my lover...the mother of our only child. Our time together had been precious. Less than a month ago, she was buried in her final resting place; I was still very bitter. In my head, I screamed at the unfairness of it all...that such a beautiful person should be taken from me. I turned to face the wall...my back was facing the empty space in. He was again wearing his black silk pajama bottoms with nothing else on. Just looking at him dressed that way made her wet. “Ashley, I need you to come lay in the middle of the bed with your arms out to your sides.” She did as she was told and Hoby quickly clipped her wrist cuffs to straps already in place on the bed. With Ashley tied in place, Hoby took his time teasing and pinching each of her nipples before running his hand down her belly to her sex, cupping it gently in his hand. “I hope. Since the first time I saw you, I never managed to take you out of my head. Not as a threat for my marriage, but as a lover.What did she said?“Ah?”“Since you said you are in love with me, why not I come forward and confess my love for you”“Mrs. Campbell...”“Call me Talia”That was so stunning that I couldn’t say anything, let alone think. Well, I guess there was only one thing to do.And so we kissed. We kissed like two teenagers in love. Like it wasn’t tomorrow. But after that, Mrs. Campbell, I. We had been invited to a friend’s party, mom tried to stay at home, but I managed to get her interested eventually.When mom came out from her room I gasped, she looked stunning, gone was the dowdy clothes she had taken to wearing, she had a long flowing gown that hugged her body like a second skin.She came up to me and hugged me.“Jeff today is the start of a new lease of life for this family, now lets go and get drunk”!As I escorted mom from the house to the car I felt proud to be with her.As I.