“No,” they both answered and looked at each other.“So what do you do? What do you propose we do now? We are out in the open. You know now what w... do and why. There is no blame to assign, just a situation to address.“ Mark was being practical as always. “ We can’t just go back and pretend that nothing happened. We can’t forget about it and just promise we going to good boys from now on and promise not to fuck each other silly at every chance we get. What are you going to do?”Both women looked at. I guess she did me a favor. I couldn't find anything until she straightened up in here."She had me change poses. We were in her living room this time. I had helped her move her drawing equipment and the little sofa out of the bedroom.She said as she started working with the new position, "You're doing real well. I've touched you several times, and no sign of trouble. Very good, Steven." Sunday night helped." Yes, that was nice, wasn't it? The sight of you and Martha just..." She stopped,. " Fine," Sarah said, feigning disinterest. "If we're done wasting time,could we now get back to work?"I sat down at the table and looked at the laptop screen. Aimlessly, Ilooked at the clock at the bottom of the screen, when it hit me."It's been half an hour," I said defiantly."I beg your pardon?" Sarah said."It's been actually thirty five minutes that I have been wearingmakeup," I said, suddenly confident that I would be able to argue mycase for washing it off."Time to freshen up your. We dressed quickly in our street clothes, left the changing room and I paid for our lingerie."Where to next mum? Do you want to get anything else?" Yes, I do actually, let's go down the road to the Ann Summers shop, I want to get some more of that lube that I like, I've nearly run out. We could see if there's anything else that takes our fancy while we're there."'OMG mother, you are awful, one minute you're the soul of discretion around me and the next you're taking me shopping to our local sex.