At night, I went to the hall and saw my mom was watching TV, lying down on the divan cot in her nighty. My mind said it was my chance.As we had separa...e rooms to sleep, and she was my mom, I never slept next to her. I went near her and asked, “Mom, can I also sleep beside you?” She said, “Of course, you are my son. Don’t feel shy and consider me as your mom.”I climbed behind her in the diwan and slept. As she was watching TV, my eyes went all along her body from top to bottom. Her nighty was. I fill the bath with water and jasmine-scented oil. As I'm coming back into the bedroom, I hear the sound of the garage door opening. I quickly flick the lights out in the bedroom before going to meet my husband at the front door. In just my robe with nothing on but my boy-shorts underneath, I feel beautiful and sexy. “Good evening, Travis,” I whisper against his neck as we embrace. His arms wrap tightly around my waist. I inhale deeply, smelling the scent of his aftershave and a slight scent. I would have hated to stand her up since she drove all the way here. Never mind that it was originally for a work-related function. She didn’t have to message me for dinner. She could have gone straight home without a second thought. But she didn’t.After doing a little housework so I could relax the whole weekend, I got showered, dressed, and headed to the hotel. It was one of the nicer hotels in town. The parking lot was packed. They must have a wedding or parties this weekend in. That whore. When I come inside, I ask her what Dustin wanted. Oh, Dustin just came over for some cup of tea. Yeah, right. Shes not fooling me. How bout Johnny? I ask her with narrow eyes and a deep tone. He just came over to see your father, silly. You know that. Then what were you two doing on bed moaning and panting. She stops what shes doing, looks at me, and says, So you did see that. Yeah, you doing what you do best, being a slut and a home wrecker. Home-wrecker? Its the men who make the.