Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Hot Little Slut: 40

I finished getting ready just as Cody returned from his run. I was wearing a pair of ironed white short shorts that really made my legs look longer than they were, at least that's what I thought, and a light blue sleeveless pullover top with a low back cut. Cody smiled and said, "Wow mom you look hot. Give me ten minutes and I'll be ready to go."

I laughed at the thought that it took me 45 minutes to get ready and he only needed 10 minutes. When he came out of the bathroom he had on a tight pair of black shorts and a white muscle shirt. My pussy dampened as I took in his muscular physique. We went to the poolside restaurant and ordered an early lunch, at least early by Fountainbleu standards as it was only 11:45am.

As we ate I said, "Cody, I'm going to ask your dad for a divorce when we get home. Do you have any concerns about that?"

He gave me a caring look and said, "Mom I always knew that would be your best recourse."

"Yes I know, I'm just scared as to how your dad is going to handle this."

"Mom, dad will be fine. It's obvious to me that he would much rather hang out with the boys than spend alone time with you. Besides I'll be there to help if things escalate."

"No you will not be there. I want you to stay out of this. He is still your dad. This is between him and I, not him and us. Do you understand?"

"I'll do whatever you want me to do. I just don't want anything bad to happen to you."

We picked at our lunch, both of us deep in thought about the upcoming conversation with Jim. I finally said, "Would it be okay if we went home after lunch? I need to have this conversation with your dad sooner rather than later. If I can talk with your dad tonight it will give me tomorrow to handle the fallout as opposed to doing it Sunday night and then having to go in to work Monday morning. Do you mind Cody?"

He reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezed it and said, "Let's go home Tori. We've had enough of Miami Beach. You just tell me what you want me to do and I will do it."

My face blushed at the realization that he called me Tori rather than mom. I wondered if he just slipped up or is he viewing me in a different light? I said, "Go upstairs and pack while I check us out and Cody thank you for being so understanding."

"I love you Tori. Let's go home."

I settled up the bill, the Fountainbleu being gracious enough to waive tonight's charges. On the drive home I became very pensive as I thought how I would handle the discussion with Jim. Thank God Cody was driving as I was becoming more nervous with each mile that passed by.

down onto our street I thought maybe he wouldn't be home but then I saw a car parked in our driveway. I guess one of his friend was visiting. That made me feel less nervous since that gave me some time until his friend left before having

Jim

proceeded into the kitchen and stopped dead

who is in the pool. There's your dad with his girlfriend or mistress or whatever. No wonder he is never home. That bastard! Cody do you have

"Yes why?"

to record it. That asshole! To think I was feeling guilty about us when he's been having a grand old time with some bitch. Follow me and

kitchen doors onto the lanai and saw Jim's face in total shock.

home. Who's the floozy you're hands were pawing before I came

that I invited over and we might have gotten a little carried

Cody and I will be staying somewhere else tonight but by the time I return

"Reasonable? I'm being reasonable. How long have you

and looked at his girlfriend and asked,

She said, "I'm Daisy."

long have you been fucking

"Daisy

me that she would never find

yelled, "Daisy shut

Daisy actually said, "Jim you can't talk to me that way. For three years you have told me that

You were telling her you were going to divorce me

and I are leaving. Be packed and gone

"Let's go I need a drink. I thought

for your pain but I have a way to make you forget all

in the car I grabbed his hand and squeezed it, "Thank

Tori. What are

an attorney I'm going to give it to him or