Let me go home and change clothes and I'll meet you here."Lisa was determined to come along with me, although I didn't think it would be a good idea. ...hen we rode to the patio, Hap was sitting on his bike with Margie, and Charlie was on his bike, but had the anemic looking little Shirley on the back of his.As soon as I put the kickstand down, Shirley was hanging around my neck, telling me how she had missed me being around, but that she had her man back now.The six of us rode over to Park Place. As I headed back to my car I was surprised to find that I had a hard on.The next day I hired a private detective to get the goods on Sherri. He came to my office on Friday and handed me an envelope and videotape."I got lucky. She gets room 106 every time and I was able to bribe the desk clerk into letting me into the room before she checked in. I was able to plant a microphone and the video camera. It's on my list of expenses."I paid the man and then after he'd left I sat and read the report. Wendy quickly grabbed my arm and said, "Let’s go."Wendy started to drag me outside into the parking lot without giving me a chance to say anything more. Frank put his arm around Karen’s back, whispered something into her ear, and off we all went. A short ride later, we had arrived at their home, it was a very nice Tudor home in a very good section of town. Certainly, they were not slobs . . . I did notice that as Frank exited his car, he stopped to pull his fly zipper up . . . and that Karen. Couple of minutes later she put a stack of pancakes in my plate and poured syrup on them the way I like. I dug in and was done with-in five minutes, all the while watching her ass under that shirt. I finished eating and I stayed right there entranced with my mother's body under that shirt. I could see glimpses here and there. Soon I was sporting a huge erection that threatened to pop out of my shorts into plain view. I was afraid of standing up, for she might see it.So I just sat there.