Lena was pressing against him harder and harder as her excitement increased.Tiring of the restriction of her blouse, Mike pulled away from their kiss ...reating a small gap between them. He pulled his hands from under her shirt, releasing her breasts and let her blouse fall back down. He quickly grasped and pulled it apart sending buttons flying everywhere. He slipped the blouse from her allowing it to drop to the deck.Lena, shocked at what Mike did squealed and screeched, “What the hell?”“You. I’m a grown man, mind you. But I didn’t want my mother to discover my proclivities and get the wrong idea about her son.“Oh, Steve-O, I was just checking to see if you had any more Windex in your storage closet,” mom said.I scratched my head, unable to fathom why my mother would need Windex since we had a housekeeper come to clean every Friday.“No Windex in here, Mom,” I said, trying to usher her out back into the hallway towards the living-room where I could turn on the television and distract. .. But how could I not? It was the pantyhose...I'd been out of the house running errands. Sarah, my daughter, was away at band camp and I had the place to myself. Her deadbeat father had left years before and I'd found myself settling into the single life with some relish.I returned home around four and dropped the groceries off in the kitchen, then I wandered into the den to have a well earned sit down. And there she was, as large as life, sitting on the couch and looking as though butter. But I hope that's all it was. I mean I just want you to be honest with me."Laura nodded seeming so unsure. "Y-yes that was all it was. I promise you."Christine had no choice but to believe her, even though she knew Laura was lying. She cupped her daughter's face and kissed her cheek. "Well I think you need to be alone for a while. I'm gonna go talk to your brother and he will need some time alone too."Laura just agreed and Christine left the room quietly.Christine went off and knocked on her.