I took a long drag, stealing a glance at Mom’s lap as I pulled back. Her dress was riding up her thigh, showing off her tanned legs.“So how longs...this been going on?” I asked.“Only when your father’s being an ass.”“A pack a day then?” Mom smiled, but didn’t laugh.There was a long pause.“How was your party?” she asked.“Good. You should see the Buckley’s new pad in Riverside. Its made for a party.”“Meet any girls?” she asked before wrapping her lips around the straw of her cocktail.“Some.”“Let. . antique. The bottoms came up to the pool skimmer's navel and they had a sort of ruffle on them—almost like a tiny little skirt. The top was equally modest and completely covered what were still obviously very substantial breasts.Pulling the bath sheet tighter around her, Michelle felt the shivering start again—the shivering and the pleasant fluttery feeling low down below her abdomen. She didn't really know why she had that reaction for sure;'I think maybe it's because she doesn't know that. She replied yea. It’s just that the berth is uncomfortable. And she is not feeling sleepy.So we chatted for a while, she said sorry for hugging me, I said it felt very good since it’s my first time hugging a beautiful girl, and said I wished it could have been a while longer. To which she replied, she too wished for it, then she left the berth and went to the washroom. I don’t know what happened to me I just got up and went to the mirror and waited for her outside the bathroom. It was very late. Do you?” My wife turned towards me and said, “That’s a great idea!” There was a decent crowd that night as we found a table off to the side. We sat down and ordered a beer and a glass of wine and saluted our beautiful night out together. It was almost 30 minutes later when I got up to get my wife another glass of wine. I left her at the table so we wouldn’t lose it. I had been gone almost 10 minutes as I also stopped by the restroom on the way. I was very surprised to see another gentlemen at.