Sheila offered me second helpings of everything, which I declined, reminding her that I'd already had seconds. I complimented her on the meal and told...her I had eaten more than usual. She scoffed and looked at her son's plate. It had hardly been touched and the food was probably cold."Let me talk to him," she said, throwing her napkin down and walking to the other side of the kitchen. Charlie refused to give her the phone and it was obvious that he was telling his father that Sheila was trying. Me: Don’t worry about that. You’ve got the finest chef right here. Haha!That day was the gateway to all my fun with my sweet Mommy. I added something else to her gift hamper. Amazon sells sexy thongs with ‘Best mommy ever’ printed right where the pussy and the asshole are covered. ‘From your baby boy’ was printed on the asshole. I got her black and white thongs.The day of her birthday arrived. I went home at noon and got my home ready for a surprise. Her cake, sweets, wine and naughty gifts. ...uurnett calling." My Dear how lovely it is to hear from you so soon," came cheerfully intomy ear."Thank you," I said again quietly and nervously, not quite sure of whatelse to say. My hands were feeling sweaty, as was under my collar. I hadto use my handkerchief to wipe the hand piece before it slipped from mygrasp."Are you sitting down, is there anyone else around?" she asked."No I'm at home by myself and I'm sitting in my bedroom." That's good, now just relax, you know you've told me an. We had just met, but she felt so right. I called her before bed that Sunday night and we talked for a few minutes and decided to meet again mid-week. Returning to work on Monday was futile, I had no focus and didn't get much done. I needed to feel her again but I didn't want to seem desperate. but I was. Tuesday and Wednesday came and went with no contact, I figured Thursday she would reach outbut still nothing. Honestly I was starting to get worried. Finally mid-afternoon on Friday she called.