We were sharing the pillow and we were both facing each other with mom having let loose few hooks from her blouse. Wow, that’s where any good son do...sn’t want to be. We were so close that we could breathe the same air and forehead was almost meeting. I was trying to distance at least from the leg onwards, as it would be awkward if at all she would sense my hard on.It was summer and mom had gone even further to loosen few more hooks. It was only 1 hook which was holding her blouse. There was. “My feet are so sore.”“Are they new?”“Kind of. They're not the sort of thing I'd usually wear. I guess my feet just aren't used to being stuffed up in shoes like this.”“Why are you wearing them then?” I asked. I tried to mask my intrigue with a little chuckle.“I was told by HR that I had to dress more appropriately, whatever that means.” She shook her head and rolled her eyes.I averted her gaze at that revelation. I was probably one of the people responsible for that, but I had changed my. .. because of course what John Blodgett had suggested was impossible. Even if she could somehow force herself to go through with it, Ray would never want to obtain the store under such conditions... would he? The sad thing was that while she already knew now that their case was hopeless beyond any doubt, Ray still dared to think he might get the loan, after all!In fact he spent most of the Labor Day weekend working on his presentation for Mr. Quigg. He was going to the bank on Tuesday morning. "Oh what a man you are cowboy." Sherry said. "Do with me what you will, I'm all yours."Upon laying her down I leaned over to kiss her lips, then eyes, then ears, then neck. While doing this my hands were unbuttoning Sherry's blouse. Sherry raised so I could pull it from her shoulders. Since she wasn't wearing a bra, it was easy to continue downward with my kisses to those gorgeously round manufactured breast. Sherry's nipples were all girl. Large, puffy, with the tips sticking out prominently..