She had always lived a healthy lifestyle herself. She went to the gym or did pilates each day to maintain her figure. She put me on a detox program ...and made sure our double-door fridge was always stocked full of healthy sources of protein. She even whipped me up a green smoothie each morning and brought it into my room if I slept-in late.So Mom became my number one cheerleader and nutritionist. And I certainly wasn’t complaining. Often, I’d be doing drills on the neatly trimmed stretch of. We were oblivious to the rain pounding down as we were lost in each other’s embraces, tongues pressing into each other’s mouths. With our bodies pressed together I held her head with one hand and her bum with the others as my kisses moved down to her neck. I felt warm and aroused pressing my pelvis against her thigh; I pushed my leg into her crotch and was rewarded when she opened her legs to accommodate me. Encouraged by this, I undid a button on her coat so I could slip my hand under it to. I had to apologize — let him know how sorry I was for playing such games. Mature, good-natured, matronly grandmothers do things like that... I think someone put it in a job description somewhere. I would do good to remember that.I would do good to remember that. That was very close to what I had said to Janet tonight.I walked to the vanity and sink to begin my nightly ritual. I can't make 'em go away, but at least I can make those wrinkles soft. Oh, this is getting really obsessive. Silly. “Yes dear, it was one of the best times of my life.” I replied honestly. Her smile was ear to ear now as she turned on the TV remote. “I’m glad honey.” She purred.” There isn’t anything we need to be embarrassed about with each other, is there?”’ I agreed, and looked at the screen. “This,” She announced,”is a copy. I thought you might find it interesting and somewhat revealing.” There we were as I remembered, kneeling on our bed. From the shadows a male figure, naked, is standing there too! My.