Also,honesty compelled me to admit that she was also vastly more diplomaticthan I and could bend without losing her self-respect.Arriving home shortly... after five, I shed my suit coat, loosened my tie,and sat on the still-sunny deck with a relaxing rum-and-tonic. The sightand sound of the Gulf still had the power to delight me.Around thirty minutes later, the sound of her car in the driveway broke inon my reverie. I moved into the house and took her in my arms as sheentered."Hi, sweetie!" she. We exchanged some cock and face pics until the first Friday we had off together and set up code phrases to use so that we'd know it wasn't either one of our spouses we were chatting with.He offered to host and I was nervous, as always when meeting a new partner, as I drove to his house. I parked on the street so no one would wonder who was in his driveway. I stepped up to the door and knocked. I heard him fumble with the lock and he invited me inside.He was wearing some shorts and no shirt and. I was shocked to see this & thought of going & slapping my mom. But somewhere in my mind something was stopping me & telling me to enjoy the rest of the scene.Now to mom’s question Raju replied yes. Now my mom asked him ” with her breast alone you call her sexy.? “. To which Raju replied ” no. not that. she has got a nice plumpy ass also.” Now he spoke with confidence. Again my mom asked ” is her ass as good as mine?” . Now Raju felt the intensions of my mom & him giving a wicked smile said. ”. Later I confirmed it with a few questions at the dinner table, and a phone call to Ginny.We had all felt the need to mourn.The remainder of our evening was spent just getting caught up and squared away. We had a weeks worth of mail to go through, as well as a few other chores to take care of. Ginny was bringing the barbecued chicken her mom had let us have for our pizza feed, but I needed to run to the store and grab the pizza crusts and the BBQ sauce and some pepper jack cheese. Mom already.