The next thing I noticed, mom and Gerald walked out the door together. I figured they would be right back so I sat down in a pew. Mom and Gerald never... came back. When church was over it was totally dark outside. My mom was sitting in her car in the parking lot waiting for me. When I opened the car door and the dome light came on, I noticed mom's pantyhose were missing. She was in a very good mood. When we arrived at home she went straight to her room and started showering. I went back out to. “Sit, please, all of you, on the sofa,” and she pulled the top over her head, her lovely naked breasts falling free, the nipples plump with anticipation. She threw the top to the side, then stood in front of Simon, lifting her leg as she leaned on Marco and Sandro. “Take it off please,” and she pulled back as the boot slipped free, then repeated with the other. “Now, my jeans, please, and I don’t think we’re in too much of a hurry,” but as she looked to Marco she laughed, “or are we?”Sandro was. After that, the two of them hit it off. They got married when she was 20, and he was 25. A year later, his company hit the big time, making them wealthy, and she stopped working to be a trophy wife and have kids. Within that year, she had her first kid.When the oldest girl turned eighteen, the father filed for divorce under the grounds of irreconcilable differences. He showed up to the trial with a new 20-year-old girl in his arms. He married the new girl only two weeks after the trial was. “Anyway talk to John and see if he knows of anything.”“Okay I’ll do it, but I have to make him think it was his idea. I don’t want to be beholding to him. You know how fathers and their sons are?” I demanded.“I had a daughter, so it is not really the same thing. I just had to give her mother money, and keep my hands off of her. I did that and things were cool.” Tommy said. “Call me if you get something.”“You got it boss,” I said.“Yeah, right,” where his last words.I left a message for my son.