They were driving along the highway for a while and she was kind of relieved it was so quiet, no one seemed to be traveling along but them for the mom...nt and she was at least a little relieved about that. Just as she was thinking that she heard a loud horn like that of a semi. Her eyes shot up in time to see Mike shoot a thumbs up. He looked down at her with a big smile and said I think the trucker is enjoying the view. Oh look he’s got a camera but before she could fully register what he had. I kissed her labia and clit a few minutes, then picked her up and took her to a guest bedroom.I removed the robe and once again, she was weakly protesting. She told me nobody had ever done this to her. I told her just to relax. Then she said that her husband had defended Bill Clinton when his intern ate him– “Chris said that what happened with Clinton was not really sex.”“See,” I said, “even your husband would not say we are having sex by doing this.” I continued to massage her clit with my. I actually get disappointed when you are too busy to reply. I just have to keep telling myself that you have a job to do, just like I do. I love reading your emails. I really have no Idea what you have done to me.’ It was at that moment in time that I realized what time of the month it was. The lady of the night was high and shining bright, full as ever. Warmth ran through my blood stronger than any time before. I could feel the typical tingle in my mouth grow stronger than ever. My body began. Only occasionally when dad demanded a beer or another bag of chips would she glance my way. On those days she would say things that could have more than one meaning, like sexual implications. Dad on the other hand was making it clear to us that he was going to eat his way into oblivion. I started making a point of telling mom how good she looked and complimenting her progress. The sexual tension I think caused the both of us to work out longer and push ourselves harder than we would have.