Mom, on tiptoe kissed me quickly on my cheek. Turning she headed toward the back door. In the closet next to the door, she reached in and pulled the r...lled up hammock out holding it up. Nodding my head, we both stepped outside. It was a nice day for early fall. It was just after the Labor Day weekend and the lake was virtually deserted. The temperature out was very pleasant even though we were both nude. I helped Mom with the hammock and held it so she could lie down on, in it. Then very. When dinner was over, we both went into the tiny kitchen to clean up the dishes. She had obviously bathed and freshened up while I was away because she was wearing another of those ‘sunflower’ dresses. Somehow she looked younger and her hair was even lighter. The more we talked, the more attractive she became. It was obvious that she was not used to the wine because she was already beginning to slur her words and was a bit unsteady on her feet. When the dishes were done, she turned around, put. She doesn’t stop kissing me, so I don’t stop my advance. Finally, my fingertips find what they’re looking for and I graze her panties. They’re wet. Oh fuck. And my stomach does a backflip. She pulls her mouth away and gasps. I nudge her head to the side and kiss her neck, pressing my fingers harder. She moans and I bite her earlobe. I massage her, moving my fingers faster, and she’s pulling at me. She kisses me again and without breaking away or skipping a beat, she swings one leg back and. I couldn't be seen with them atall or the plan might be ruined. I stood at the end of the bar pretendingto be looking for my date. I kept checking my watching. I walked back tothe bathroom passing right by Dan and smiling at him again. Really playingit up like I noticed you. I spent a bit in the bathroom and then struttedmy ass right in front of Dan on my way to the other side of the bar. Ihuffed and played with my watch again hoping that Dan would pick up on it.Then I sat down all frustrated.