Trying to straiten out my hair as the elevator stopped at his penthouse and opened up to the most lavish of surroundings there were lots of bust ladie... and gurls all over the place but none as big as me and they all froze when I walked out of the elevator you could have heard a pin drop it was so quite then only the sound of my twelve inch heels clacking loudly on the hard wood as I walked my eyes zoomed in on him still wearing a pair of spandex pants with a girl sitting in his lap her tits. He was completely nude facing the mirror, and doing what appeared to be stroking his penis to get it hard. My mom wasnt in sight for a moment, that was, until she opened the bathroom door and came out. She was still fully dressed and it looked like she was in a pretty bad mood. A brief feeling of relief came over me as I thought she might have changed her mind about this whole thing. Maybe this was supposed to be their first time together and she was having second thoughts? But that didnt seem. Then I kissed her and thanked her. I asked her to please not mention anything about today to Abby. She told me that I should not worry about it at all, and I assumed that meant she would keep the secret. I told her that I would love to do this again sometime, and she told me when she would be working. I knew this wasn't the end of it. I saw Chelsea at the strip club several more times after that. It was difficult to stay away. Sometimes I'd get a lap dance; sometimes we'd go back to the private. Are you in?" He showed me a photo on his phone. It was only her face but my first thoughts were "Fuck, she's pretty for a granny". She was a brunette with short hair; about 50, and as I say; pretty.I said yes.It was in London. I lived in the south and she was in Hammersmith in the north west. Long Tube journey. We arrived with beers and we all started drinking. Strangely, she was as pretty as her profile picture. No problem there. She also had big tits and a small frame. I was close to falling.