She'd changed into a short skirt and another T-shirt which, if she hadn't been rushed, she might not have worn: it was an old white one, too small for... her big tits and, as she'd been rushing and hadn't put a bra on, her nipples were clearly visible.As she drove, she couldn't help thinking about what had just happened between herself and her son. In the space of a few minutes, her world had changed and she had committed i****t with one of her boys. The strange thing was, though, she didn't. Pulled a Pauline on me? Yep. Almost word for word what Pauline had said to me that started our relationship.Fran sat down at my table and said, “How come you have never asked me out Bob? Never mind; no need to answer that, but since it looks like you never will, it will have to be me to do the asking. Would you like to go to the movies with me Saturday?”Like I said, I knew better, but then there were those rumors.After the show, we had dinner at Tricocci’s and then we went to a party she had. I sat on the table relaxing and she stood up and started to tease me with her sexy body which was glowing with all those sweat and cum in the candle light. She had nothing but her thin gold chain and anklet. I suddenly hold her kissing all over her face and rubbing my cock over her cunt and squeezing her butts which now melting like butter. I told her i want another session. She told me we have it another time because it’s already late. She was right someone will come we cannot risk it further. She hated stopping and the sound of the motor let me know that she was impatient to be on our way.I had stopped in the middle of the freeway. Luckily for me it was deserted. It was a summer Sunday morning, so no one was going to work. If it had been a busy Monday or another weekday, stopping could have gotten me killed, or gotten me into an accident at the very least.I was fifty yards in front of a double fork in the road. I could go in any of three directions. The road to the center would take.