Don't let me slip down. I need to talk to you about what just happened. I ... I was so upset and confused, I thought you were your dad. We do ... this...is something we do sometimes. Please don't be embarrassed. I'm proud that you're such a man. We need to have a good talk about what your old mom is really like. This wasn't supposed to happen, but you know what? I'm glad it did." While she talked, she had not let go, and was, in fact, fondling him gently.Because her mind was so occupied with. I did not see any harm playing a bit because it seems memory was one of the side effects here if she did wake. I pulled one leg opwn, and onto the floor so she was sitting open and exposed. She had matching red panties, and I could not help but shove my face in and take a good sniff. She smelled clean and just good pussy.My beer courage, and the fact she was completely in a XANAX coma, it was arousing to know I was in this room with a perfect shaped woman. I did not think of her as my step. " I didn't tell him a couple of things – first, that Carlita took over my heart as well as my house and second, that she had stayed here by herself with no problems."Good. Dave, this is an answer to my prayer. Carlita's, as well. Thank you so very much." Thank you, Brother Bob. For my little friend." Tell Carlita that I still pray for her and that I hope this works well for her." I will do that, sir." God bless you, Dave. Goodbye." And the phone clicked.Carlita and Pat returned."Did you buy. We work together although different departments and we hardly ever see each other but text frequently. There have been many stories written in the past and this, though not really a story is again written with her encouragement and mostly for her, but please enjoy and comment.I do blame her, it really is all her fault, had I not met her I would no doubt still be happy in my non sexual marriage not having a clue that my body wanted and demanded more and more attention. What can I say? Not a.