I got a mom, sis, friend in her but she committed more than that. Getting nasty with her in bed was my routine. She is not the attention seeking type,...really polite and soft both tangibly and emotionally and I was pretty connected with her as if I’m done with all the things ahead. I was actually dependent on her emotionally which often led us from consoling to caressing to bonding of our bodies everything shifted when I got admission to engineering and got it in the same city where mom stays. I felt her tense as I twirled some hairs with my fingertip. I started stroking her gently and she didn’t stop me. When I moved my fingers down to trace the outline of her lips she exhaled shakily. I took one last pull on my cigar and stubbed it out. Wade would be arriving shortly and I had to get things cooking. After exhaling the smoke, I removed my moistened fingers and licked her tangy taste off them. I undid the belt of her robe then moved my fingers slowly upwards, faintly touching her. As Emma lathered up George’s upper torso a wicked thought crossed her mind. "I can't wash you like this. I’ll ruin my clothes. George, do you have anything I could change into?” Breathless, all George could do was limply point toward the back of the bathroom door and say, “Why don’t you change into that housecoat hanging on the door.”Emma replied, "I suppose that would work. Thank you." Emma stepped out of the bathroom, and slipped off her jacket, blouse and pants before realizing that the. Justin?s suspicions were confirmed. Research on the medallion of Zulo,reservations at the Marriott in Orchard Lake, Justin didn?t know exactlywhat her Mom was up to, but was sure her Dad was in for a newexperience. Reassured that the medallion was not out of reach Justinput the computer back into sleep mode and was careful to make sureeverything was just as she?d found it.Returning to the kitchen Justin picked up her plate of pasta and headedto her room to do some homework and to try and.