One day after a cooling shower I came out of the bathroom with only my towel wrapped around me, using another towel to dry my hair. Tim was supposed t...o be downstairs but had come up to plug in an appliance. I saw him in the reflection of the mirror without him being aware I bent over to let my hair drop down to dry it, my towel rode up showing my buttocks to him I also noticed he was staring at me. I bent my knees slightly that showed off the lips of my pussy from behind pretending I didn't. ‘We have to check out what’s going on…come on.’ Brian shook his head and pulled Damien’s arm slightly. ‘I don’t like this. I think Darryl is hiding something.’ Damien stared at his friend for a moment then he nodded. They couldn’t talk more because Darryl was motioning them to follow him. It was now getting darker and they knew they had to act with caution. They could see from the dirt smudged windows that there were people inside. ‘Shit! I can’t see her.’ Damien said. ‘Good. It’s a good thing,. "Hello darling" she said with a smile, "You look very handsome tonight" And you're stunning mum" I returned, "Absolutely stunning" Where does your husband think you are?" With you" and then she saw my jaw drop and giggled, "I told him you've got the flue so I've come to look after you for the night"She wore a simple white dress of average length, but cut low enough to display the swellings of her luscious boobs."Well I've certainly got a fever, but it comes from being close to you"She leaned. We had two good years. Then Shelley's old habits (and probably mine as well — my divorces weren't all the faults of my ex-wives) began to assert themselves. She became irresponsible about a lot of things. She spent too much money on things we didn't need. She got "great" ideas, invested money in them, and then dropped them when another brainstorm came along. It isn't that a lot of her ideas weren't intrinsically good. Most of them were. The problem was that she hadn't thought them through.