"Your wife is extraordinarily lovely, dear boy," he says, turning and throwing me a glance as I move further into the bedroom, my eyes now fixed solel... on Hester's striptease. "If there are issues, I can always make do with one of the other lovelies," he adds."Not a problem, mate," I say. "Glad she meets with your approval." I try to sound blokeish, one man bestowing a favour on an equal. But I cannot entirely hide my resentment, the feeling of shame at being so aroused by this moment, this. He said "you are welcome to stay here as my guests if you'd like and I'm happy to shout you so you can come along with me to the show and the cruise. Then I'm going to continue driving slowly up north along the coast, stopping frequently. You can come with me for a while if you like. Don't worry about the money; I can afford it, as long as you help out with cooking, cleaning, etc. We might even share a bit of driving if we ever get to drive for more than an hour or two at a time. You do drive,. Turned out we worked for the same company (albeit in completely different areas) and she was "bored" of some of her friends. So I invited her over. Keep in mind, I was 22 and she was 25 at the time. She wasn't much older, but I was definitely nervous. She arrived at my house and we made some small talk. We talked about music, work, and a few other random things. She then asked for something to drink. It just so happened that I had her favorite beer at the time. So as we sat on my couch. .after 2 hours she came inside my room and sat infront of me..she asked me why am i doing such type of things…I didnt reply to that question of her..she said tell me dont be frightened..after 10 mins i said i like u mom…she then smiled and said i also like u son but this is a wrong thing to think of me,i m ur mom na..i simply knod my head..she asked me “why were u thinking about me like this,did i do anything bad with u..” I told everything that happened to me since i was 10 with her including.