No 3 The old, 65ish, Big Issue seller from outside Tesco who she had befriended, brought home for coffee and ended up taking to bed.Then I thought, ho... about guys she knows but would not necessary expect to be in the group. Guys that had at some stage told me something along the lines of "I would love to fuck your wife"...soNo 4 My Boss, 55ish, who knew Kath from office Xmas parties and would get as many slow dances ( and the occasional grope) with her in his arms as he could get. I was never. Other than confirming the planned date was still Thursday, I saw little new. I wondered if the date was an intended distraction. I wondered if Diya suspected that someone was on to him. The date had popped up several times in too many of his conversations, almost like he wanted us to find it.I sent the updates to Andy, waited a few minutes and then called.We talked about 30 minutes; both of us just did not like what we knew - and worse - what we did not know.“I will be there tomorrow morning. Kara came in from the shower and ask if he had a boxer short for her to sleep in, she washed het thong out.“This is how you treat your Mom, with clean sheets and that baby smell. I will sleep like a baby in that bed. What time is it now?” Danny looked at his phone and say “Mom it is twenty minutes past four. Lucky for me it is Saturday and I don’t have to work.” Danny gave his Mom a jockey briefs that was too small for him and tee shirt to sleep in. “Thank you, Son” she put the jockey on and it. I held her body tightly with one arm, gripped the bed with my free hand and pulled us up to a standing position. Picking her up, my cock slid out of her body which was relaxed yet pressed against mine. She did not move at all, her arms and legs continued their lock around my torso. I stood for a few moments, then turned and carried her onto the bed. Laying her on her back, my body now above hers, my arms and legs keeping the bulk of my weight off of her while still clinging together..