”She popped her mouth off my dick. “Mmm, this is why you can't tell anyone. It's our secret. Promise me, James.”I shuddered, not wanting to, but... that face, those eyes... This was my mom. “Yes, Mom, I promise.”She gave me such a sultry smile, my cum staining the corners of her mouth. “Good. Now I'm going to make you breakfast. You need to keep your strength up.”“And I'll talk to Jenny.”“See if you can convince the hussy to tell me the truth,” she huffed.“Jesus, Mom, stop calling her that.”Mom. .you're welcome to stay with me...actually I'd really like it and so would Ol'Jack if you stay on the road with us." He hoped adding in the old dog's wishes would lighten the seriousness of the decision Sammi would have to make.Sammi was dumbfounded by the question. For a couple minutes she hardly knew what to think let alone how to answer. She just stared blankly at Joseph a few moments before she started to think about the question.She was angry at herself for not thinking of the reality. So, before I left on my next business trip I hid a voice-actuated tape recorder in our bedroom. When I returned home a week later the tape was full. I couldn't believe it when I heard her on the bedroom telephone talking with Howard, a single friend of ours. I was shocked at the intimate, romantic tone of her voice. It was apparent the two of them were having an affair. The thought of it hurt me so, yet it also excited me immensely. Then, an hour into the tape Howard was there! Right there in. Throughout the whole day, Yumi continued to hear about the weekend "party", but yet no one would tell her what it was about. She started to wonder why everyone was so secretive of it, and by lunch, wasn't very happy about not knowing. As they sat around the lunchroom, Yumi listened to people passing by, talking about how they were excited about the party, and decided that she finally had enough of it. "Will someone please tell me what this party is about?" She asked the three other girls that.