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.

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 this dreaded conversation. We pulled

"Hi Jim

into the kitchen and stopped dead in my

"Cody look 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?"

your dad right now and I want you to record it. That asshole! To think I was feeling guilty about us when he's been having a grand

face in total shock. The asshole had the nerve to say, "You

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

this is a co-worker that I invited over

asshole. I want you and your sleazebag girlfriend out of this house. Cody and I will be staying somewhere else tonight but by the time I return tomorrow morning I expect you long gone. Pack

and screamed, "Reasonable? I'm being reasonable. How long

think" I cut him off again and looked at his girlfriend

She said, "I'm Daisy."

you been

"Daisy don't

"Jim you told me that she

yelled, "Daisy shut

can't talk to me that way. For three years you have told me that you were going to divorce your wife and marry me and now

You were telling her you were

hysterically as I continued "Jim get yourself a good lawyer because this is going cost you a pretty penny. Cody and I are leaving. Be packed

at Cody and said, "Let's go I need a drink. I thought that went pretty

and said, "You were magnificent Tori. I'm sorry for your pain but I have a way to make you forget all

grabbed his hand and squeezed it, "Thank

Tori. What are you

attorney I'm going to give it to him or her and let them decide