“Small bills, please,” Steve said.Ron replaced the ten and placed a five and five singles in the cardboard box. Steve counted out two piles of chi...ps. The men sat at the table and arranged their chips.“Before I forget,” Steve said and reached into his shirt pocket. He handed Ron a business card.“Amanda Bludstein, Attorney,” Ron read from the card.“She’s a client and a friend,” Steve replied. “She specializes in family law and was in the office the other day. I mentioned a bit of your situation. I slide them off. I slide her panties down. I run my fingers through her course black bush, making my way down. I rub her, get her going before I insert her anything. Our bodies move closer. I move my hand around her, inserting a finger through the back. She pushes me on my back and gets on. She puts me inside her. She begins riding me. She kisses me neck and she slides, easily, up and down my shaft. MY hands roam down her back, tracing her spine, down to her ass. I grab her ass cheeks,. “I see that you like to look up between my legs Alan?” then before he had time to answer, she continued. “Is that the sort of thing you like to think about when you masturbate?”Alan sat there in silence for a moment, then with a shaking voice, he said, “please don’t tell my mum, I promise I won’t do it again.”Evelyn moved forward on the footstool, this caused the gap between her knees to widen even more. Alan’s eyes widened as well.“Listen Alan, I’m not angry, I don’t intend to tell your mother. While she was washing the clothes in the bathroom I went in removed my t-shirt and told her this is also to be washed. She said okay baba. She has the habit of calling me baba as like a child. So she asked what about your pants. I said yes I am giving that too. Here was my plan. I was careful that if I remove all my clothes she could have told my mom. So I decided to play safe. I went in the bedroom removed my pants and underwear. And wrapped a towel around my waist and handed her the clothes..