" You work too hard," Mom suggested, her hand falling innocently onto my leg.Her soft touch had me distracted and my cock woke up from its slumber. I ...tammered slightly, "I have no choice if I want this restaurant to succeed."Mom's hand moved up just slightly, "I know, I know, it's just I want you to find a woman too." Women are exhausting, time-consuming and wallet-crushing," I sighed, remembering not so fondly my last couple of failed relationships and a divorce I was still paying for."The. This pregnancy, will you please take your clothes and personal things from my bedroom and return to your former room". She told me not looking at me.I was confounded, aghast, this was the woman I had adored all this years, the woman who had told me she loved me only a few days ago; I almost turned to leave the house and disappear forever. Common sense told me to cool my mood, make as she said and wait for a few days and see how events unfolded. After I took my things from the bedroom, she went. She looked confused. It was a beautiful evening. The sky was boiling off the sunset red into the empty purple night of a city sky. No clouds, no wind, still cold. We headed up the hill to the restaurant. It took a bit, but I soon had her opened up, telling me about classes and dreams and stupid stories. She kept circling back to stories about Alex, though. They were always great. I frowned. She never cast herself in that good of a light.“What about Sam?” I asked as I opened the restaurant door. She smiled as she saw a empty school bus to our left. She took my hand as I followed her out the passenger side of the cab. I opened the school bus door. There were some Pom Pom and football gear on the floor. It looked the school bus was carrying k**s from a football game. I felt a big slap on my bare ass. I whirled around as she pushed me back in the last row of the bus. My ass hit the green seat as she climbed on my lap. "I see your still hard. You've been hard since we left the ladies room.