After a couple minutes, the other guy made an excuse and went to the restroom. About 15 minutes later he came back and both guys said they had to get ...up early and go to work. They left and I finished listening to the band's first set. I then paid the bill and went back to get my wife from the office. She was laying there just like I put her and I got her up and helped her to the car. She was still stone dead to the world. I got her home, carried her to the bedroom and started removing her. He kissed me back gently and tipped his face down so our foreheads rested on each other. He clasped his hands behind my back and sighed. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked. ‘I’m not sure what I should do now,’ he admitted. Then I realized something. My job aside, I was totally turned on. I wanted this guy, and I knew he wanted me. But I had the feeling he didn’t want it to be a regular client/prostitute experience. ‘What would you do if I was really your prom date?’ I asked. ‘Worry I wouldn’t get you home. For one thing, she had taken the time to shift position so that she was no longer sitting on the edge of the bed, kneeling now between the older woman's widely spread legs. For another thing, she was using that teasing, tantalizing brush to it's best effect, brushing her way slowly down Ann's belly. As she finally went below the belly button and entered much more intimate territory, she went even more slowly and knew that her mother was really appreciating it.Avoiding not just the boiling,. She finished her ironing and slowly sauntered out of the room (I assumed to put her clothes away). I was still stroking my cock thinking how hot Aunt Deb looked in those high heels, and was just about ready to cum.Then it happened. Aunt Deb walked out through the back door of her house, she had changed into a black lacy see-through robe that buttoned down the front, that was slit up the side to her thigh, a black matching half cup bra, black panties and her she had changed to black suede.