I learned that some of them were going golfing and had a 10AM tee time this morning. And some were going to the Outlet Malls. I excused myself to go t... the rest room and one of the women joined me. Jaye Lynn who seemed to be the oldest and certainly the tallest of the three women confided that she abhorred golf and was a golf widow at home and pretty well had gotten shopping and outlet malls out of her system. So she would be feigning a headache the next morning. We shared a laugh. As we were. My pussy was going crazy, tingling, throbbing, just on fire. This was sex. Not full sex, not intercourse, not fucking but sex. Then, I held him steady and I raised my other hand to trace a finger around the tip. It was so soft I just loved it. And, there was a little wet drop in the slit at the end. I rubbed it and it was slippery. He looked down and smiled, then went back to my aunt who was leaning over to whisper in his ear.Then I heard him say to her, "Do you really mean it. With me?" Yes,. He was bored, and after only one hour of being here. The devil makes work for idle hands, and Jack’s hands were idle, but his brain was cranking along. Father would be out for hours yet, mother at least another hour, perhaps there were parts of the house he hadn’t checked out. His parents had separate dressing areas. Father’s cupboards could wait.Jack knew he was in the wrong. Very much. So first he quickly looked at his mother’s outer clothes. He pretended to be interested in her fashions, but. "Come on, we have to find Mary and tell her what happened. She isn't talking to me, but maybe she will listen to you."We drove for an hour hitting every nightspot in town before we spotted Mary's car in the parking lot of Roddy's Roadhouse. The place was crowded and it took a couple of minutes to find Mary. She was out on the dance floor with Tim Spangler, one of her old boyfriends. They were very close and were grinding into each other. Tim had his hands on her ass and was pulling her into him.