As I headed downstairs, I thought that she had probably been a little late this morning, so she had missed her opportunity to wake me up by getting he...e before my mother had left. I expected the doorbell to ring at any moment, and my love to be shedding her clothes soon after.I decided to postpone breakfast, just in case I might have company for it, and headed for the garage to get in a few minutes of lifting. Before I settled in on the lifting bench, I opened the door to let in the cooler. My hands explored her body and she did the same. Mom wasn’t wearing any bra or panties, and her bare body was only shielded by her thin nighty. Mom moaned loudly into my mouth every time I pinched her hard nipples or squeezed her ass. “Please honey, stop!” mom said half-heartedly. “I’m your mother,” she said, still massaging my dick over my pants.I pulled down my track pants and my hard dick sprang out. Mom was astonished to see my 6-inch dick and licked her lips sexily. I stood up and removed. Speculating that it must have been from her new experience in the tub, she was more aware of the sensation of the air against parts of her usually covered. She had felt this before, but then, it had sent her scurrying for clothes. Now, it was a gentle reminder of the feelings that had engulfed her in the tub.In mid-step, a revelation struck her: Mark had lived naked for three weeks! He must have felt this! The mere thought of him triggered another whole wave of feelings. For the same reasons. It was almost 10 in the morning.He greeted her with a kiss, a hug, and a pat on the butt. She was wearing a skirt, that came about 4 inches above her knees. He complimented her on her change. She had lost almost 20 pounds, and was striking by any standard. Her waist was so much smaller, but her breasts, which had also gained, had firmed, and were something to behold. She wore T's more often, now, and thin, more revealing blouses. She often wore shorts to work, also. He legs hadn't suffered any,.