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I was taking Friday off as I’d had a hard week. After a long lay in I decided to get up for lunch. Just as I was about to start and the doorbell sounded. I went to answer it Mum came in looking a bit down and tearful. She sat at the table with me chatted a bit until I asked why she looked so down. The tears started to come down her face as I tried to comfort her. “It’s your Dad.” she said. ” He’s not been near me for quite some time now or even taken me out.” “He’s even started to sleep in the spare room.” “Do you think he’s seeing someone else.” I asked. “I don’t think so, all he seems to do is work or go fishing.” Well after a small talk and a coffee I told her I’d have a talk with him and see if he would tell me what was wrong if she wanted. “Would you!, please, I need to know if it’s me or something else.” she replied. “OK I will and how about you coming with me for a meal and a drink tonight.” Her face lit up and she almost burst into tears again. “Oh yes, that would be great.” “I’ll take you home and have a talk with him.” I got dressed and took her home. Dad was in the garden shed getting his fishing gear ready for when he finished work in the istanbul travesti morning. He worked shifts and had done for twenty years. It was his last night shift for that month.After the usual greetings and chat I broached the subject of him and Mum. He went a bit subdued but then started to tell me that with all the shift work he’d been doing it had started to take the toll on him. His libido was not the same any more and Mum was quite demanding at times, he just could keep up with her. “I see, why not take her out now and then.” I asked. “I don’t enjoy it anymore, I just want peace and quiet.” He replied.”Well she’s a bit upset at the moment so I offered to take her out tonight if it’s OK with you.” “Thats fine by me.” he said. With that I went back indoors to Mum. I told her all was OK and would talk to her when I picked her up. “Would 7.30 be OK, I’ll book a table so get yourself dressed up.” I smiled at her and waved bye. Six months earlier I was released the forces, I’d been married but now divorced due to the situation of being away a lot, not doing a marriage any good. I’d moved back near home brought my own house, found istanbul travestileri a good job and kept myself busy. I was in my late twenties and Mum in her mid forties. When I got back home I booked a table at a popular place about 45 minutes away, but was told it was the last booking as Friday was always busy. That was fine by me, so I thought I’d have a long soak in the bath and then get ready. About seven I was all ready so made my way over to pick up Mum. When I arrived Dad was about to go to work. I told him where we were going to which he approved and said “Have a good time.I’ll see you later.” He then went off to work. Seconds latter Mum came down stairs, she looked great, wearing a slit skirt, silky blouse and a jacket. “How do I look.” “Really great, you going somewhere special ! ” I asked with a grin. “I hope so.” she replied. With that I took her to the car. I opened the door for her and as she got in and sat down her skirt opened showing off a great expanse of stocking and suspender. My jaw dropped and I got an instant hard on. Mum casually closed her skirt and said with a grin on her face, “Come on we’ll be late.” I travesti istanbul said very little on the way as my mouth was dry from the shock of the sight I had witnessed, and couldn’t stop thinking of it. We arrived in ample time but the car park was nearly full, I found a space in the top corner but there was no lighting there. It wasn’t a problem. The bar was full, we had to push our way in, Mum getting a few admiring glances as we made our way to the bar. I ordered our drinks and told the barman we’d booked a table, he took my name and told me it would be a while and would call us when it was ready. Standing in the crowd I couldn’t help getting pushed into Mum, I kept apologising, she just smiled and told me not to worry. With that she got closer and I ended up with her leg gently pushing between mine. This gave me another erection. “You OK.” she asked “You seem to be a bit flustered.” Again I was speechless. My mind was working overtime does she know what this is doing to me, she must do. I put my hand around her waste and pulled her even closer whispering ” I’m fine are you.” There was a mischievous look in her face. ” I’m even better.” Then gently rubbed her knee up and down the inside of my leg. The barman called my name and brought me back to earth. A waiter showed us to the table which was in a nice corner. I couldn’t get over what had happened and the thoughts of what Mum had been doing was blowing my mind.