The black dress she wore was short, but not scandalously so and she had on heels. He knew the way she looked tonight would be ingrained in his memory ...or years to come and that he would someday tell their grandchildren about it. ‘Where are we going?’ She asked him, but he kept silent. He hoped she would appreciate this. Suzette was puzzled, as they drove for nearly 2 hours and it was almost dark. When they reached their destination, she gasped. It was a lovely restaurant she had not been to in. I have a few errands to do this morning but will be over later this morning or early afternoon."That put my mind at ease a bit. I could handle a few more hours. Mind over matter."Thank you. Please come as soon as you can."In the afternoon my wife texted me back and said something had come up. Someone from work was having a small party which started in the afternoon that she HAD to attend, but could come by later in the evening. She didn't know exactly when the party would end, but promised she. She said ‘common in my son, rinku, and its nothing wrong in it’. I got in and sat by the side of mom and started to watch that scene. Very first time I looked at my mom’s cleavage and breast with little lust. I don’t know why??? She is having a large pair of boobs. Its 38c, I think. Till today I didn’t ask her the size of her boobies. Very smooth skin. At the age of 48 this smoothness is highly impossible. Nice cleavage. My mom noticed me that I am staring at her. She asked me ‘what are you. She went with her deep crimson lipstick, and put on a shimmery pink gloss over that, and put on her light crimson eyeshadow. When she looked in the mirror again, she loved what she saw. She threw on her black duster and headed out the door. Thirty minutes later, she arrived at Café Netherworld, her all-time favorite hangout in all of Denver. It was a cool little bar/restaurant/coffee joint that had internet access for a few dollars an hour. It wasn’t a bad place. They had decent coffee, though.