As she came, I pretended to be sleeping. She directly came to me after locking the doors,Her son is only in primary, still he should not feel what mom...is doing up. As soon as we entered the room she bolted from inside.I asked about boy. No problem he will not move from there till I call him. She sat on the coat with both hands on the bed at her back. the boobs were projecting and she was closing and opening her legs with speed.I went inside bathroom and pissed. It got released a bit. I kept it. Take the first bus and get off at the last stop. There was no one. It was raining hard, there was no wind and lightning but a good stream of water that overflowed the clouds. Cold water. I covered with water under an abandoned house. I hid in the porch. People went running with their umbrellas. Running water at full speed. He was cold, hungry. I knew it was stupid and out. He had chosen a drier day. But there was nothing to do. It was done. I snuggled into a corner. I embrace to keep warm. Soon. "Anybody else?"She shook her head again with a grin. "And I haven't swived a man since you left town either," she said. "Nary a one, for fun or profit." Well, then," I suggested, smiling back, "maybe it's time you did."We finished mopping our trenchers, emptied our tankards and adjourned to a comfortable room above stairs. It took us very little time to get rid of our clothes and get under the quilts. She had a small but lovely body. She hugged me and kissed me, she thanked me and praised me,. The last episode of affection was the hardest to bear. All she wanted was to draw him closer and feel the weight of his love against place where her tension was most often found.But then his lips were on the ridge of her nose and her breath caught in her throat. He didn’t notice or didn’t care, for her lips were his next target. He didn’t bother correcting the angle of her neck and instead kissed her where she lay. Gentle at first, soon her lips were tender as he sucked them. The entire ordeal.