So we ended up tangled up on the ground beside the bike. Her face was right in front of mine and my hand was right on her side, beside her left breast...She said “I was so scared you were dead or hurt bad.” And then she kissed me. And this time it was an honest to goodness kiss and we both knew it and before I could even think about what I was doing my hand slid around and covered her left breast.And she kept kissing me. And she didn’t make me move my hand.Well, that went on for ... a while.. (I hoped.) Mom was walking passed my room, when I said, “Mom, can I see you for a minute?” She opened my door and came in. Damn, did she look hot! Her top just barely covered her nipples and the bottoms were so tiny, I could see some of her trimmed bush over the top of them. “What is it honey?” She asked. “Take a seat mom. I want to show you something.” She sat in front of my computer and I turned it on. When the screen came to life, mom was looking at the pictures that I had taken earlier.. "What should I do?" she whispered. I asked if she wanted me to stop him and she said “no, he'll probably get bored and stop in a minute or two. I looked at the screen then when I looked over his hand was higher on her leg, and stroking. I looked at my wife and she had her eyes closed. Then, right before my eyes, his fingers started to slowly pull her skirt up, inch by inch. Pretty soon her thighs came into view and his hand moved onto the one closest to him. I felt my cock starting to get hard. Every day had the same routine. After her morning shower she would meet one of her friends for lunch and her daily doses of gossip. Then they would go to the mall to do some window shopping, sometimes they would catch a movie and on a bold day they would drive all the way to Parks Casino to waste some money on the slot machines. By four she would be home again, clean the house a bit and around six she would start dinner. Mark usually came home around seven and they would have a quiet dinner.