I quietly closed the bathroom door and left the room, hoping they’d never even know that I was there. I went to the lobby, sat down in one of their ...asy chairs with a USA Today and pretended to read. The scene I’d just witnessed replayed itself over and over in my mind. I waited another half hour before going back to the room. When I walked in, Michelle was packing our bags. Brian had already left. On our way home, driving down I-84, I couldn’t help but watch Michelle out of the corner of my. He reached out with his hand and felt a pang of disappointment when she wasn’t laid next to him. He sat up and sighed with relief, catching fleeting glimpses of her stood on the balcony as the thin curtains billowed in and out of the room. Leaning on the rail of the balcony, wearing a pale blue satin slip and with a cup of coffee in hand, she gazed off into the distance, watching the masts of yachts as they bobbed up and down on the foamy Mediterranean. The past few weeks had been a whirl and. Why don’t you get a little more comfortable?”It didn’t take him a minute to get undressed. He sat back in his chair and fondled his erection while watching her move from pose to pose. This was just like it had been when they had first married.Unable to hold back, he said, “You are every man’s wet dream.”It was the highest compliment that Jack would give a woman. He was placing her on a pedestal occupied by every playmate of the month since Playboy had come out. She undid the little ribbon. When he interrupted me.“Mom, my balls are starting to hurt.” I stopped for a second to process it, and then realized he was having a severe case of blue balls! I did the only thing I knew to do, I helped. I sat next to him and asked if he knew how to fix it. When he told me he didn’t I did the only thing I could. I licked my hand for lube, grabbed his cock and started stroking.He tensed up at first, looking at me, and then relaxed. He had a nice cock for his age, about six and a half inches.