But there are times… We were sat in the lounge, having a cup of tea and chatting away. Not about anything in particular, just relaxing. But I was su...denly struck by her beauty again, as if for the first time. My feelings grew rapidly, like one of those cartoon snowballs that is soon picking up trees and whole buildings. I thought about how sweet she is, and how much we love each other. I fondly recalled how amazing our recent love making has been. I remember fixating on the sweet sound of her. We went into the bedroom and closed the door. Megan looked nervous."Patrick, honey, I need to be away for a couple of weeks," she began. She looked at me with apprehension. I wasn't sure why she was so nervous about this. She seemed excited also, at the same time."Ok. No problem. What's going on?" I asked."Russ' wife, Michelle, is working on a dig in Arizona. She asked for my help. She thinks there is something there that will be of great interest to me. I shouldn't be gone more than two weeks. “so, what’s going on?” she asked cheerily. “um, not much,” I replied. “you look uneasy.” “I’m fine.” “listen, Adam. I can see that you’re a little nervous. That’s ok. I know a bit about guys your age because I was once that age too. You’re twenty-three, right?” “yes, Mrs. Sonam.” “call me soonam..” she shifted in her seat, crossing her legs over to the other side, then took a sip of her lemonade before speaking again. “you know, Adam, I got pregnant with sam way too young. I missed out on a lot. “That's a wonderful thing.”“Just like your son does for you?” I asked.“Just like my Master does for me,” she said. “He owns me. But you don't need that with your mother. Just make her feel loved. Give her what your father's not. Intimacy.”I nodded.She gave me a considering look. “Offer to massage her shoulders. You have strong hands. She'll like that.”“Oh, that's brilliant,” I said, my dick getting so hard. “Thanks, Mrs. Elliston.”She gave me a wink. “It's a special bond a mother can have with.