He kept asking for you. Where's the author? What's my motivation? Shit."I cuddled her against me for a minute, then said "Hey babe, you must be exhaus...ted. Go get a cup of coffee, or something, and I'll try, okay." She looked up at me, then bolted away. She looked gaunt, but had on a tight tee shirt, with no bra. I felt a pulse in my groin, and decided that was just the right mood. I walked over to the bed, just as a woman was cleaning up the red tits, wiping the man's mouth, and putting a. “This place stinks…” Was the first words out of Pat’s mouth as we entered…“Yep…”“I like it.” He said…Not thinking much of it, I say, “Well join the football team then… They’re the reason it stinks…”“Maybe I will.”“With your build, you’d be great.”“Right… I get told that a lot…” he then did something extremely weird. He sniffed my hair. “thought that was you…”“What?” I asked nervously, why was he sniffing me?“You smell like Chlorophyll…”“Yea… So?”“I like it… My ex used the same soap I think…. I will also give you our address.” I then sent the message. In that message, I was subtly degrading my wife/mom as a slutty bitch who loves sex from random men.But it was just making me hornier. I told mom that I sent the message. And in like 30 seconds, I get a message back from the boy. Its like he was staring at his screen waiting for an answer. His message was this, “Hey. Sounds great. I will be available tomorrow. I have WhatsApp. Please message me and send me the address. Can’t wait to. “This feels a lot better”, I said to mom.“That’s the advantage of being a male. You can be partially naked without being judged”, Mom said.I could sense the frustration in her voice, she was sweating profusely. She was wiping the sweat with towel. I felt sorry for her.Mom and I went back to sleep but both of us did not get any sleep. Mom kept moving. She was wiping her sweat with the towel in the sleep position. I saw her lifting her salwar and wiping the sweat from her belly area too. After a.