She put me on a detox program and made sure our double-door fridge was always stocked full of healthy sources of protein. She even whipped me up a gr...en smoothie each morning and brought it into my room if I slept-in late.So Mom became my number one cheerleader and nutritionist. And I certainly wasn’t complaining. Often, I’d be doing drills on the neatly trimmed stretch of lawn next to the pool while Mom egged me on from her sun lounger. Sometimes she’d just look up at me and smile, lift an. “Well I would like some more mature lingerie to start,” she answers.“Great I need some too as your dad seems bored with what I wear these days.”As we finish lunch, we saunter up the street looking into the exclusive boutiques lining the street. I notice men's eyes following us as we stroll past, this made me feel very sexy as I am getting as many stares as my daughter. I just wished that my husband would look at me that way again. For the past several months our sexual routine has been. I returned to find Mum just sitting in the armchair watching the telly, looking as if nothing untoward had happened, not choosing to talk about anything other than generalities. The only clue to her feelings were a damp patch at her groin again and a slight flush to her cheeks.When I eventually went to bed I needed to wank off again and again; I couldn't get Mum out of my mind and couldn't wait to play again.I had to wait a couple of frustrating days as Dad's shifts were earlies and he was. "Kristy walked in her brother's room instead of just sticking her head in. "Sorry for what? I thought you were mad at me." I thought I took advantage of you and that you did not want to speak to me again after almost getting caught."Kristy felt a weight lifted off her chest. She could not stop smiling as she told her brother. "I was not mad at you for that. I loved it." I am sorry for not telling you that it was great." If you need help tomorrow, I will be ready."Joe could not help but smile..