She couldn't help but smile, after what they had shared, a knock on the door seemed a little humorous. "Come in," she offered in a quiet voice. He e...tered the room and set a tray filed with steaming food on the edge of the bed. Coffee, eggs, bacon, pancakes (with real maple syrup), toast and fruit formed a beautiful display of breakfast art. It was amazing. "You really don't think I can eat that entire breakfast do you?" was her first question. "Who says it's all for you," he replied with a. The kids still rode the bus to school, and her husband drove to work. She had a short respite while she cleaned up after breakfast. She then gathered clothing for the laundry.Bill, her son, had started participating in wrestling during his junior year in high school. She had noticed that the activity, and the conditioning, had firmed up and shaped his body. She was proud of him but really couldn't watch the matches; he was still her little boy, in her mind.Bill got injured in a match. The. .She, having no experience in these casual encounters just let him take control. Enjoying his fingers tugging at her panties as she felt his muscles through his thin black t-shirt, she imagined what might lay beneath his clothes. Doing so was making her wet and that just urged him on.He started with slipping one finger under the lace to draw on the opening of her lips, then lay her on the grass so he could open her up like a present. He started massaging her clit then plunged one finger first. ’ He nodded his agreement to Jason’s assessment, but wanted to think about something else. Switching gears, Reid asked, ‘Any news on Amy?’ ‘Adrienne can’t tell for certain if the overdose was accidental or forced.’ ‘What do you think?’ ‘From what I can tell, she led something far less than a pristine life, but she doesn’t look like a regular user.’ ‘She said there were track marks.’ He blew out a breath. Jason polished off his sandwich, nodding as he chewed. ‘I’m just telling you what she told.