" Mary shrieked with laughter as she stood up.With exaggerated sways of her hips my daughter strutted around the room, we were both laughing so much w... were almost crying."Where would we meet?" Mary mused as she swayed sensuously across the room towards me, her long, blonde hair fluffing as she walked, "I know, at a dimly lit ballroom, there'd be just you and me and the band and I'd come over to where you were sitting..." And I'd watch you coming towards me" I cut in as I joined in her game,. I led one of her hands down to her pussy and guided it across her clit. She took the hint and began to play with herself. I forced my fingers back into her pussy until it was more like a pussy spanking than a fingerfuck. I pulled my fingers out and began to ask her if she wanted to come again. She became flustered and shot me a cold look, saying only, "Put your fingers back in me." I pretended not to hear what she said and rubbed her belly. "Please put your fingers back in me," she screamed. So. Steve lay on the cold bathroom floor, weeping quietly, for a longtime. Eventually he recovered enough self-possession to get up and pull onhis clothes; he didn't look in the mirror. He robotically checked thehouse. Everything seemed secure - though he wondered if he'd ever feelsecure again. All that he'd ever believed about reality, aboutHIMSELF, seemed to be crumbling. He found his dinner sitting in thekitchen where he'd left it, a lifetime ago. He sat down heavily on astool and began. After 10 seconds of silence,Mom – Why are you asking this now??Me – No specific reason. You could have got a better life with another marriage, right?Mom (with a little smile) – Men are hardly ready to get married to a divorced woman.Me – That’s not the reason. You chose not to be married. For a woman like you, men would fall so easily.Mom (shy smile) – What’s so special in me?Me – I saw you this morning. You were looking so good. You seemed to have a perfect body and figure. Everyone loses.