"Want to try that too?" I asked. "Ok," she said as she leaned forward too and rubbed her tiny nipples against my husband's sexy bald head.Next I ran m... fingers over the stubble of his beard. "This is his face and the stubbly beard on it. I love when he is clean shaven, but I love more when he has just this much stubble. It feels amazing against our skin and especially against our inner thighs and breasts." I love how it is just a little scratchy but love how beautiful and soft his skin is under. "Mom?" he called as he opened the door. No answer. He took his bags andput them in his room. The pile of throw pillows on his pink bedspreadgreeted him. He flounced on the bed and pulled his favorite stuffedbear in a close embrace. He smelled the toy, smiling at the memoriespiling in his mind.Later, his mom still hadn't come home so he made a salad and showered.He shaved his legs with his pink lady razor making sure to trim hispubic hair in its neat heart shape that he found adorable. He. "I gave her a squeeze. "I love you, Mom. I'm sorry you're so upset. I'm sorry Dad's upset. I feel like such a creep. Everybody's miserable."Eventually we fell asleep in each other's arms. I awoke as the morning sun peaked above Lake Michigan and filtered through the hotel window. Mother was softly snoring. It made me smile. Her warm breath caressed the skin of my neck. I found it very satisfying waking up next to Mother even without the sex. I gently rolled her over without waking her. I. The slag had already inherited over $100,000,000, and she wanted more. Iknew if I was in a sham marriage, I couldn't go on without my bestfriend. And that cunt would hire detectives to hound my every move hopingto catch me in a homosexual act with Chuck.I was almost in tears, when I got back to our motel and told Chuck aboutwhat the attorney had informed me. He looked at me with his steely grayeyes and said, "Take the money Terry, I'm not worth it, just think of thelady you could get for all.