I was in London for a couple of days shopping and thought I’d lost the lot!” I poured her large malt over ice and handed it to her. “Oh, you liv... here, do you? I’m just up for a meeting, thought I was going to have to wear jeans and a duffel coat!”We stood facing each other and I raised my glass. “To suitcase re-unions!”She smiled as she raised her glass. “To re-unions”.As we sipped our toast we looked at each other, we instinctively seemed to have bonded over our mishap. I offered her the. We were still dressed as we got into the shower. Suspender belts, panties, stockings, all stiff and stained with cum. There were stains on my peignoir, whose I don’t know, but we both looked a real mess. The shower was hot, and we soaped each other, rubbing the scented soap into the soaking nylon, and onto our bodies. My cock was throbbing, pressed hard against Sal’s ass cheeks as I soaped her breasts. Sal turned around and knelt down and kissed my cock. She stood up, removed her stockings, bra. Finally, it was bedtime. Just as I got in bed, my phone rang. I quickly answered, “John, sweetheart.”“Mom, about last night. You know I am not going to be able to stop thinking about it.”I could not blame him. I loved John with all my heart and soul, but what we were doing could not in any way be perceived as a mother’s maternal love for her son. It was nothing more than pure lust on my part, and I imagined on his part too.“I know, Honey. I can’t either.” I admitted.“I need to know where this. He said he is alone and everyone left for the day and asked me to come to the top floor. I was scared as I never did such a thing and trembling from inside. But my lust was making me do everything. I just wanted to make sure it is not a trap.There was a tea stall outside the building run by a teenage kid and his younger brother. I asked that Chhotu take tray full of tea glasses and give it to everybody in that building and gave some extra money. He went and came out by giving only one tea. He.