It turned out she had had a heavy lunch, since she expected something in the same vein. "I also took tomorrow off at work, in case, you know, if I can...t go" I felt a stirring in my crotch already.She served me diner. Oysters on the half shell, and a baked loup de mer, my favorite fish. We washed this down with a bottle of Perrier Jouet, cuvee Belle époque, my favorite bubbly, which I had been reserving for a special occasion. I did let her have the bubbly, I did not think it would interfere.Not. They kissedand cuddled for several minutes, and April sighed and smiled and they waitedfor 7 P.M. Finally, as the Sam's watch neared 7, they kept a countdown. Aprilwaited a few minutes to be sure and finally said. "There! Now it's afterseven!" she smiled. "And even if it wasn't, it is now that's I've said it." Clever." Sam kissed her. "You did a very good job. I can tell it wasdifficult, and I'm glad you came through it ok." "Right." April giggled. "Youprobably would have wanted me to say. Only natural thing left for me to do is to let loose my mouth. Already my mouth is full of saliva. I started sucking on to her boob gulping in saliva in the process. Her boob appeared superfluous and naturally my tongue started supporting it. It moved all around her boob touching on her hard nipples and areoles. She got even more excited with my response and frantically moved her legs over me. I felt she must be missing her husband or more importantly a sex life that a mature lady of her age. He seemed to be very comfortable being massaged by a guy. I had asked him if a man before had massaged him and he told me that the swim coach would give rub downs before and after swim meets. To my surprise, I was beginning to enjoy it as well but not as much as if I was massaging his mother.Soon it was the moment of truth for me as I asked her son to roll over. Robby rolled on to his back and I began to massage his chest and arms. He was not turned on as when his mother was massaging him as.