.”I cut her off“Mom its fine. We are just 2 people that love each other. We are in a foreign country and no one here knows that we are mother ...nd son”I leaned in and kissed her again. She didnÂ’t object. I slowly moved my hand from her knee up her smoothed tanned thighs, under her short skirt and to her panties. With my middle finger, I rubbed the crotch of her panties a little.We stopped kissing and I grabbed the bottom of her t shirt and pulled it up over her huge breasts and over her. It was casual at first but her hands kept ending on my lap and when I got her away from her friend I told her where I was staying and asked if she wanted to get drinks after dinner. She agreed and we met up afterwards. We talked about our families, k**s, and our marriages. Pretty much found ourselves in the same situation. Our spouses weren’t doing it for us.. We were the only people in the bar and it was late so I paid the bill and gave her a huge goodbye.While I hugged her my hand naturally. It didn’t bother him in the least. But when she tossed a few snowballs at him, Thomas thought Cherie needed to learn a lesson. He’d been a cricketer and quite the athlete before he began his culinary studies. He made up some snowballs and bombarded her, not missing a single shot. ‘Okay, I surrender!’ she said, nearly doubled over in laughter. ‘You win, what kind of prize would you like?’ Cherie asked coyly. Thomas walked over and lifted her up from the snow. ‘How about a kiss? A really good. ”“I’ll give you the quick version then,” she laughed. “Frank was charming, handsome and as I said he looked then a lot like you do now. I called into his garage late on in the day, after my hospital shift finished, and found him on his own, about to lock up.”“He always was first in and last out.”“I was very nervous but knew I was at the right place. Above the name of the company inside the showroom, there were photos of Frank and you. I told him a lie, that I was interested in buying a car but.