Uh… Mom, are you mad?” he asked. “Uh..no…I’m not mad” I replied. “Good” Tim said smiling. “I wouldn’t want you mad again like last...time” “Well, you know I’m not exactly proud of what we’ve done” I said. “It really is wrong on so many different levels.” “I suppose” he said, staring into my eyes and lightly caressing my arm with his fingertips. Tim grabbed the edge of the sheet and slowly pulled it down, gradually exposing my breasts. I had a knee-jerk reaction to pull them back, but stopped as I. I withdrew. My employer offered a transfer to another state and I jumped on it. Two months ago I realized I was only hurting myself by staying away.I found my cock stirring as I looked down her lush body. I had arrived late the night before, even later than usual. Her car wasn't in the drive when I arrived, but then, with traffic, weather, and the uncertainty about when I can leave the jobsite, the timing of my weekend commute is hard to predict. She pulled in as I was gathering the second load. I would consider it good riddance to be free of a man who would leave because his wife wanted more sex. If he said, "No," I would accept it, but would probably retaliate by destroying his liquor collection. That would take some time to replace on a teacher's salary! I wouldn't rape him, but nothing short of an outright refusal would stop me.I pulled down his wrinkled pants (he had once again fallen asleep without changing) and slid his blue boxers down to his ankles. Getting on my belly, I ran. ”She has a less noticeable accent than Kala. But it’s there. And she’s just as beautiful as her big sister. She also has that same twinkle in her eye.She waited until the screen door closed behind me and said, “Nice car.”I smiled and thanked her. Then she said, “Kala and I had a long talk about you last night.”This kid is starting to make me nervous. To make things worse, I suddenly remembered what her sister said to me on the phone last night about sucking my cock and that she apparently.