Did you know that?”For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I stared at her and everything around me became a formless blur. “Huh?” I finally croaked...“It’s been tearing her up inside, knowing what you were going through and not being able to help.”“She knew?” I gasped.Susan nodded. “She figured out most of it, yes.”“How?” My mouth was suddenly dry and I had horrible visions of being grounded for the rest of my life.“She’s your mother, Paul,” Susan said, her voice softening. “You think she doesn’t pay. I lifted my hips and pulled my boxers down to my thighs, revealing my hard dick to her. She stared at it for about 5 seconds and then I went to pull them back up."If you keep them off, I'll take my knickers off too." I didn't need any convincing. I slid them off and she lifted her hips and told me to pull hers off. I hooked my fingers inside her waistband and slowly pulled them down past her freshly shaven pussy, down past her thighs, too her ankles. Not taking my eyes off her pussy. She kicked. It felt good… REAL GOOD!! For some reason I didn’t move and she didn’t either. Etta just stood in front of me messily washing the dishes and mumbling all manner of curses at the non-present Gene.My cock began to elongate and unfurl in the sweat pants I was wearing. It snaked outward tenting my pants and coming to rest directly in Etta’s butt cleavage. Etta didn’t move or acknowledge my member’s intrusive stance against her prodigious booty. She just kept mumbling about her relationship. Oddly enough, she found it soothing. The rest of the day was spent in trying to find out as much about herself as possible. The next morning, she went to work dressed in a professional looking skirt and blazer. As she walked into the dealership, she kept expecting to be denounced or laughed at. Quite the opposite, everyone treated her as if everything was normal. While she was getting her morning cup of coffee, Ross came over to her."Well, have you thought about it?" he asked."About what?".