ROMANTIC RESCUE

"Hey, baby!" Alice says breathy as she wraps her arms around her husband's neck from behind, "I've missed you all week. I really want to talk to you about our vacation plans."

John snorts as he flips her arms off of him. "What vacation? I have three major contracts to close on within the next four weeks," he rebuffs her.

Feeling insulted, Alice steps back and straightens herself. "The vacation to a tropical resort that you and I have had planned for over a year. Remember? Our 20th anniversary?" she asks hotly.

"Oh. Shit. I forgot, darling." John replies. "I can't make that. I have these huge projects to finish."

Looking at him askance, Alice responds, "Yeah. I know. That's why I talked to your boss about handing them off to someone else to carry on without you."

"Oh!" the anger flashes across John's face. "It doesn't really matter. My supervisors realize that I'm the only one that can handle these projects." Looking at his wife, "These projects will set us up really well for retirement."

"We don't need that money, John." She replies looking at him through slotted eyes and crossing her arms. "What we need is to reconnect. You've gotten distant lately. I want my husband back. You know the guy that made me swoon? The guy that helped me through several pregnancies? The guy that was whispering sweet nothings into my ear as he rubbed my swollen belly?" She lists the memories off acidly. "I've been exercising like crazy lately to get you to notice me again." she states as she leans into his space. He's already back to his computer, and has stopped paying attention to her. "John! What am I supposed to do with two reservations for a tropical resort, if you're not going to even try to go with me?"

Without looking at her, "Find someone else to go with you, or more preferably get a refund, and put it back into the joint account."

Alice is in shock from her husband's statement. Her arms fall to her sides and her jaw agape. As she's getting ready to launch into a verbally abusive tirade, she hears a soft coughing from the doorway. It's their son, Joshua. He's looking directly at her, and waves his hand for her to follow. Not knowing what to do with her fury, she follows Joshua. He walks into the family room, well and far enough away from his parents' bedroom, where his mother was about to 'rip John a new one.'

Just as she's about to ask Joshua about what is going on, her cell phone rings. Her sister is calling. Holding up a finger to her son, she answers in her sweetest voice, "Hey, Court! How are you doing?"

As Alice talks with her sister, Joshua holds up a piece of paper that reads, "Will we talk in the morning? It's important." He crumples it as soon as she acknowledges it.

***

Joshua is cooking eggs, hash browns, bacon, and hominy with greens in the pale morning light. He watches his younger sister walk into the kitchen. "Hey, Liz. Want some food?" he offers.

"No, thanks," she replies sleepily. After stretching as she yawns, Liz replies, "What I want is to get away from Mom and Dad until they figure out this thing between them." She quickly ducks around Joshua. He notices that she has somehow managed to be awake enough to get her make up perfectly ready, and hair into a stylish braided plait. She grabs a couple of breakfast bars which she drops into her backpack, along with her meal prepped lunch. She bumps shoulders with Joshua and taps his shoulder with her head. "Thanks, bro. I love you."

"Don't forget to text if you're staying after school," he reminds her. "Being 18 isn't a good enough excuse in this house. Trust me."

"I'm 19 and in college, but yeah... I get it." she mutters. "Especially if Mom or Dad are on the warpath."

"Quick warning. Mom *is * on the warpath," Joshua informs her.

"Fuuuuuuuck." Liz groans as she lets her head flop backwards. "I wish they would just have angry make up sex and get it over with," she complains. She grabs his head and gives him a quick kiss. Her mind doesn't register that she is kissing her brother on the lips. He stands frozen and blinks furiously. Walking out the door she calls back to him, "Later, bro. Love ya."

"Love ya too," he echos.

Seconds later, Alice storms into the kitchen at a frantic pace. Joshua tries to start a conversation with her multiple times to only receive a shushing. She's out the door like a shot. Joshua listens to her car start up and then drive away. He glances at the doorway from the kitchen to the common areas of the house. He decides it's just best to drop the dishes into the sink and head out for his own classes. Before he sees his father.

***

For the next two weeks, Alice and John have been discussing their points of view on the second honeymoon trip. Well, that is if you consider discussion to involve yelling, begging, and pleading from Alice and complete silence from John.

John finally breaks his silence, "Why don't you take someone else with you?! I don't want to go! I have work to do! Here! Where my responsibilities are!" he shouts at her two days before their planned departure. "Take one of your girlfriends! Take Liz! Hell, take Josh! I won't even care if they think he's me! Just leave me alone!" John storms out of their shared bedroom, and stomps down to the guest bedroom, next to Liz's bedroom.

Once Joshua hears the door to the guest bedroom slam shut, he walks over to his parents' bedroom. Knocking on the door, he asks, "Are you ok?"

Openly weeping, she snaps at him, "No! Why would I be ok?" Her head is buried in her hands.

"Fair enough. May I come in?"

"Sure," she saying shrugging her shoulders, "You seem to be the only man that wants to be in here right now."

"I'm worried about you, Mom," he explains in the most soothing voice he can manage. "Dad? Not so much at the moment." She looks up momentarily. "What are you going to do?"

Sighing heavily, she asks the 21 year old, "What do you think I should do, Josh?"

Turning his head to stare at a distant wall, he replies, "Well, you can't get a refund at this point. You've always wanted to go to Martinique. My recommendation? Find someone who can and will go. You'll need someone that you trust around you while you heal." Alice nods to this logic. "What about Janice, Melinda, or Yvonne?"

"Are you serious?" she stops crying long enough to lift her head and look at her son for the moronic statement that just fell out of his mouth. "The three friends of mine that you can think of... are only the most bitter, jaded, and vindictive AND divorced bitches that I know... Seriously?"

"Melinda and Yvonne are divorced?"

"I don't share everything with you, but yes. Do you want to try again?"

Trying to find an exit from his idiocy, "Not really, Mom. The only other people that I know of that you know that actively travel are Uncle Joe, Aunt Lucy, and Mr. Hollingsworth. I can go since I just got my passport. But none of those are viable options." Joshua explains.

Looking at her son playfully, "Not even you? Knowing that your mother is hurting?"

Looking down at the floor, "I only have more bad news for you."

Sighing again, "Tell you what... you've been meaning to have some sort of serious conversation with me for a few weeks," she says as she gently pats his cheek, getting him to look at her directly again. "I promise to make time for you to tell me everything that you're worried about. The moment we're settled into the resort. I promise I'll make it worth you coming with me."

"Ok... No shouting. No throwing things. No punching things. No property destruction. No hurting people, yourself or others. Those are my terms," He stated plainly and clearly.

"Of course, darling. I love you too much to hurt you."

"Not what I was thinking, but ok." he mutters under his breathe as he looks to the side.

***

During their layover in Miami International, Alice is trying to get a hold of her husband so that she can check in with him. Joshua is trying to take a nap in the uncomfortable airport chairs.

After listening to his mother get increasingly frustrated, he grumbles, "Mom, there's no point in trying to call him. He's not going to answer." He taps the crystal of his watch to get her to notice the time. Realizing that John would still be at work, she sighs and hangs up.

"So what do we do for the next hour, Josh?" she asks blandly.

"Well, we could probably get something overpriced to eat. At least the airport food won't mess with our stomachs," he replies. Joshua sits up and looks around the waiting area. "Never mind, there's only a Starbucks and a greasy spoon diner looking thing." Pulling his carry on to him, he opens it up and looks inside. He pulls out two protein bars. He unwraps one and hands it to his mother, and then unwraps the other for himself.

Alice takes a bite out of the protein bar and immediately puckers her mouth. "How can you eat this? It tastes horrible."

"Ignore the flavor. Chew as little as possible. Drink lots of water to wash it down. I don't think 'health food' is supposed to taste good," Joshua replies halfheartedly. "Just eat, Ma..."

"You promised me that you wouldn't call me that. We're supposed to just be two friends."

"That just happen to look like (and in fact are) that they're related."

"Exactly!" Alice chirps feeling slightly more upbeat. Joshua rolls his eyes and groans. "So have you looked at the resort's brochure yet?"

"Yes, I have, Alice. I'm still trying to find something not romantic to do together." Joshua grumbles.

"Quit being so grumpy, Joshie," She chides him, and playfully slaps his arm. "I'm sure we'll find something. If you're not happy with the activities that the resort has arranged, maybe you can find something in the Google machine," she says knowing full and well that the phrase irritates her eldest child.

"Google machine? Seriously?" he asks through squinted eyes.

"Yes, of course, Joshie. They can send their response via a carrier pigeon." she answers smiling sweetly while waving her hand dismissively into the air.

"Gods damn it, Alice... You had me going for a second." He says as he slowly realizes that he got played by his parent. She laughs loudly.

"But I was serious about your searching for other entertainment through the internet," Alice states clearly. "I know that you're good at research. And the younger generations are typically more proficient with newer technology."

Still unsure of what she means, he nods his head. He then proceeds to spend the next hour looking up different tourist oriented locales and activities that are not the normal thing. Alice surfs the internet, as well. Expect, she's looking for things that are similar to what she would normally do to relax at home. They shut all of their technology off when they are called to board the plane.

Aboard the plane, they rent headphones to block out the noises of the other passengers at the first opportunity. Alice had to remind Joshua repeatedly to wait for the headphones that the airline provided, in order to avoid the ire of the flight attendants. They sit quietly with their books, pretending that the world around them doesn't exist. They quietly eat their meals with the headphones on. They ignore any and all sounds that make it past the headphones. Whenever they needed to communicate with each other, they would pass notes. The headphones finally came off when the flight attendant collected them, and no sooner. In order to pass the rest of the time in the airplane, they locked into a conversation just between the two of them. Joshua wanted to keep the conversation light. Alice kept trying to broach the topic of scheduling a time for them to have the serious conversation that Joshua had wanted weeks ago.

Joshua was finally worn down under his mother's insistence, "Fine, Alice. We'll go over everything that I have to tell you after we settle in. I was hoping to stretch my legs for a while since we've been traveling since the o' dark thirty this morning. We have what about three hours before dinner?"

Looking at her watch, Alice nodded her head. "Let's get a snack and head to the hotel. Agreed?" Joshua ducks his head in a shortened nod of agreement.

They gather their luggage from the carousel, and started dragging the bags to the taxi stand. Alice points to a sidewalk cafe to Joshua. He smiles and nods as he turns to drag his bags to the restaurant. At the gate to the sidewalk patio seating area, they see a server give a broad wave to all of the seating as they hustle by the window. Alice and Joshua pick their table and tuck their luggage between the wall and their table, and wait patiently.

A sharp looking woman flits by the table dropping off two glasses of water (no ice. Alice and Joshua ogle each other in confusion because of the natural heat of the Caribbean) and two menus. She mutters "Un moment." as she disappears into the crowd of tables. Confused, Alice and Joshua glance at each other and the menus. They hesitantly pick up the menus and browse the restaurant's offerings. Joshua fishes out his French / English dictionary. The book gets passed back and forth as they read the menu.

The server returns to the table to take their order. Alice waves her hand at Joshua to order for them. Joshua proceeds to speak in his most confident French. The server blinks multiple times while looking at him askew. "Maybe we should just use English. Because I'm pretty sure that you don't want to kiss an incestuous cow in the alley," the server responded. Joshua blushed three shades of red in front of the pretty young woman and his mother. His mother chokes on her laughter the best she can to not embarrass her son any further. Alice then ordered for them as her son hung his head in shame. She did her best to hide her mirth and schadenfreude, and failed spectacularly as Joshua remained quiet.

After their quick lunch, Alice and Joshua hail a taxi to take them to their hotel. Joshua slowly felt better as Alice chatted idly with him and pointing out various items of interest. She patted his thigh and stomach, and gently rubbed his upper arm. Joshua enjoyed the attention. However, Joshua felt a thrill when she leaned into him to point out his window as she runs her fingernails lightly up and down the back of Joshua's neck. Joshua deeply enjoyed the physical contact from her hands, arms and breasts. She whispered into his ear about the sights, which she knew nothing about, that she was pointing out. Her warm breath intrigues him. As he turns to encourage further contact, Joshua balks, realizing that it's his mother that is exciting him. He shifts uncomfortably in an effort to disguise his growing erection.

"Dude!" Joshua thinks to himself. "That's Mom! It doesn't matter how gorgeous she is, she is completely off limits." Joshua reprimands himself. "Even if she is the hottest fucking MILF I've ever seen... and that everyone reminds me of."

"Hey, Mm... Alice. Is that our hotel?" He asks, pointing out the windshield in an attempt to distract her and move away from him.

"OH! Josh, yes, it is. We're almost ready to relax and enjoy this vacation. I've desperately needed this!" She exclaims and the pulls his face to her and quickly kisses him on the lips. The relationship of the recipient of her kiss doesn't even cross her mind. She is excited to get into the hotel.

They both exit the vehicle after it pulls up to the hotel. Joshua confirms payment through his phone app. The cab driver waves as the cars leaves. Alice grabs Joshua's arm and squeezes it to her chest. "We're finally here. How about we check out the room, baby?" she asks. Alice still hasn't stopped to think about the fact that she is physically grappling her son's arm as if her were her husband's. Joshua dutifully grabs both suitcases and starts to wheel them into the hotel. Alice occasionally looks back at him to verify that he's still following her. The pure joy and exhilaration on her face quickens his heartbeat. He grins widely as he follows her. His eyes constantly drift down to watch her ass jiggle as she bounces and bounds through the lobby. Alice behaves in a manner much younger than she should.

Shaking his head, Joshua reminds himself, "Dude, that's your mother. Yes, she has a tight ass. Yes, she's as giddy as a little girl. Yes, she's acting like you're dad. Quit getting thirsty for her, man."

He walks up behind her at the main desk. Alice is speaking rapid fire. The hotel employee smiles as he looks over her shoulder to see Joshua. "Mr. Springer, I presume?"

Alice glances over her shoulder, when she looks back she blurts, "Oh, yes! This is my Joshua!" She reaches behind her for something. Her hand opens and closes repeatedly. Feeling confused, Joshua offers his hand. She immediately pulls him forward, causing him to bump solidly into her back. Looking up at him with doe like eyes, "Honey, you need to sign for you key card." She moves his hand to hover over the the paperwork. While Joshua is bumbling his way through the hotel's paperwork, the employee photocopies their passports. He swaps the paperwork for the passports and room keys.

With a large genuine smile, the hotel employee says, "Sir. Madam. Enjoy your stay. If there is anything that you require please let us know. And please remember that many of the usual services that are considered extra are actually included in your suite. It's all listed in your copy of the rental agreement. So, If you want to get settled in, the elevators behind you to the right will take you to your floor." He gestures over Alice's other shoulder. She smiles broadly and starts to drag Joshua along. Joshua is surprised by the strength in her grip.

He drags the luggage behind him as Alice chatters excitedly and looking about her at the hotel and the various amenities that it has. She spins absentmindedly in front of Joshua. He reprimands himself again, "Dude, quit imagining what's under her skirt as she twirls." He crosses his eyes in an effort to regain control. Instead he is treated to the image of Alice hopping and clapping her hands. His drinks in the view of the trimmed and heavily toned body. "Com'n, man. Quit ogling your own mother. Yes, she has put so much work into her body lately... I can't believe that Dad isn't paying attention to her! She is smoking hot."

"Joshua? Seriously, are you paying attention?" Alice is looking at him directly with her fists on her hips and head cocked to the side. All that Joshua can think of how adorable she is right now. Adorably fuckable.

Joshua blinks several times before responding, "I'm sorry. What were you saying?"

Not wanting to believe that he wasn't paying attention, she puts her hand out. "Key card, Josh. How else am I going to open the door to let you in?"

Joshua numbly exclaims, "oh, yeah..." He digs into his pocket and quickly produces the key cards. Alice plucks one of them out of his hand while still eyeing him suspiciously. Joshua takes in the sight of Alice's smooth and angular features looking at him over her glasses."Jesus! Get a hold of yourself, man! You're lusting over Alice... Where does that rabbit trail lead?..." quickly shaking his head. "Stop it! This is going to be a week of NO SEX and taking care of your mother appropriately after you break the news!" He pulls the luggage into the large suite and looks around. "This is a really plush set up. It's like it's a... uh-oh."

"Hey, Mm... Alice?" he hesitantly speaks. She whirls around from her exploration of the suite, smiling widely.

"Yes, baby?" she asks expectantly as she leans back against the counter in the kitchenette. Her toothy smile is on full display, as she unconsciously pushes her chest out.

"Where am I sleeping?" he asks quietly.

She laughs a full genuine laugh from deep within her, she walks back towards him and leans over to peer into the bedroom. Confidently, Alice proclaims, "It's a honeymoon suite! Where else would you sleep other than next to..." Her voice chokes on the last word. She slowly stands up and faces Joshua. She slowly blinks as the gears in her mind grind. Her minds races, certain that John had not been the one that she has been shamelessly flirting with since they landed. However, the evidence in front of her is indisputable. Even looking at him now knowing full well who he is and what she had been doing, she still feels that thrill and desire to flirt with and entice him. Finally making a decision, Alice breaks her ten second impression of a deer caught in headlights. Alice laughs haughtily, "There's only one bed. And it's huge! Come look. I paid for a California king bed. There's more than enough room for both of us!" She lurches forward and grabs his wrist and pulls him to the bedroom door. "See, baby?" Alice asks hopefully that he'll overlook her unintentional neglect of changing the booking.

Joshua looks down at her, as she is hugging him tightly waiting for his approval and acceptance of her reasoning. "Yeah... that should be fine, Mm... Alice," he says before kissing her on the forehead.

As they set to the task of unpacking the necessities for their stay, Alice watches Joshua closely. "How did I mistake him for John?" she muses to herself. "John hasn't been attentive in months. John doesn't have my dark hair, like Josh. His is definitely a light blond. Joshua is also much taller than John. I never have to look up to see John. And they smell nothing alike. John still wears the same cologne as he did when we were in high school. Joshua has been working not to hang onto his high school years. I swear that he bought new cologne just for this trip. How have I been feeling like it was John with me?" She tries to keep her glances and obvious desire for his attention to a minimum.

Joshua watches as Alice prances and frolics around the suite. She looks like she is having the time of her life getting ready for her adventure in Martinique. She giggled as she sorted out her possessions. She turns to look at him. Joshua's heart freezes. Something in her face isn't right.

"So, Josh. You've been saying that you have something important for me to know," she states clearly. "I promised you that we would have that conversation once we were settled in. So... When do you think it would be best to talk?"

Joshua balks. "Um. Uh. Let me order room service and then we can get right into it. Sound good?"

Smilingly sweetly at him recognizing a man trying to buy time, and responds, "Sure, baby. Whatever you want."

Joshua proceeds to place an order with the kitchen and the bar over the phone. Alice notices that Joshua is acting skittish and not sure of himself. Her eyebrows stitch up in worry and concern. She's already caught on that Joshua is not exactly comfortable with the information that he wants to share. She turns to busy herself in the bathroom. She knows that she has already organized the bathroom, but needs something to occupy her mind. Mindlessly, Alice picks up Joshua's cologne and takes off the cap. She slowly inhales the aroma and enjoys the unconscious sensations that it gives her. She slowly nods as she replaces the cap and puts it back into Joshua's drawer that she had organized for him. Not wanting to leave the bathroom and go back into the awkwardness that is wafting off of Joshua. She decides to brush her teeth. She continues with her hygiene by plucking her eyebrows, touching up her mascara, chasing down rouge hairs from her normally controlled hair, and fussing over the way that her clothes hang on her body. Getting frustrated, she slinks out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. As she walks as stealthily as she can to her chest of drawers, she sees Joshua hooking something up to the television in the parlor, or the visitation room for the rest of us lay folk. Alice quickly pulls out a fresh top and shorts from her clothing. She sneaks back into the bathroom to change. As she studies her physical appearance in the mirror (at this moment the stretch marks and scars from her pregnancies and her children's' births), Alice hears the soft knock on the main door to alert them to the food service awaiting outside. Alice drops the hem of her top so that it can settle on her stomach just over her belt buckle. One last appraisal to judge how her denim shorts match her tank top, and that they do not reveal too much skin. "But just enough to show that I'm on vacation," she mutters. After smoothing out the fabric against her stomach, she heads out of the bathroom again. This time she tries to convey a sense of confidence and security. Alice knows that Joshua has something that he believes will bother her. He acts like it is major information. She reminds herself that her son is only trying to do the best by her that he can.

"Joshie, baby? Is everything ready?" she asks trying to keep her voice calm.

Slightly nervous, he responds, "Yeah... I'm ready to show you what I need to. I think it might be best if you have some sort of drink while you watch this." Joshua turns to the service cart and pours a glass of wine and two shots of tequila. He brings the tray over to the coffee table in front of the television. He bustles to bring sliced limes, a salt shaker, and two open beers over as well.

Alice tries to stifle her giggle, but fails. "Honey, are you trying to get me drunk?" she asks with mirth and fun full in her voice, as she covers her laughing mouth with her hand.

"No," he replies. "But I think that you might want something to drink after watching this."

"We'll see about that, darling," Alice says playfully as she pats Joshua's arm. As she sits down on the couch facing the television she picks up on the tequila shots and shoots it quickly, before slamming the glass down n the table. "I think we'll need another one of those. You might just want to bring the bottle over," she jokes with her son. Instead of joking back with her, he dutifully brings the liquor bottle to the coffee table. Unsure of what else to do, Alice gestures towards the screen to invite Joshua to begin with the video that he obviously has queued up.

Joshua fills the shot glass in front of his mother. He then shoots the shot in front of him. As he is sucking on the slice of lime, he immediately refills his shot glass. Something in the back of Alice's mind lights up, but is ignored by the rest as there is nothing that is an obvious danger to her. She plays down the primal and instinctual alert as her overactive imagination. He spits the lime out and drops it onto the tray. Picking up the remote, he glances at her before he pushes the play button.

Giggling, Alice pulls her attention away from Joshua towards the television. The video begins with a jumping and unfocused scene. Alice laughs uncomfortably to hide her frustration with the quality of the video. She settles down into the couch as the video stabilizes.

"Honey, where is this video taken?" she asks uncertainly as she unconsciously recognizes the location.

"You'll recognize it soon enough. The location isn't the important part," he responds. He preps another round of shots for his mother. Absentmindedly, she swallows one more shot of tequila. The video continues to travel through an irritatingly familiar landscape.

The video eventually finishes walking through the hallway. The perspective turns towards a door. Alice grabs the remote from Joshua and hits pause. "Joshie... that's not our house, is it?" she asks pointing at the screen.

He uncomfortably nods, "Yes, it is, Mom. That's our house."

Not braking eye contact with him, "Why are we watching something in my house? I thought you and your sister made amends and were on good terms with each other."

Joshua nods and slowly replies, "Liz and I have made amends and currently are on good terms. This video is not about Liz. And, no, I'm not on good terms with the people in the video. So, I'm not completely innocent in my reasons for showing you this."

"You're not going to tell me who's in the video until I see them, are you?" Alice asks hotly. Joshua shakes his head in the negative. "Fine. Just keep the tequila filled," she grumbles as she slams another shot. Joshua complies with Alice's instruction.

The video footage restarts in the hallway of the upper story of the family home. Noises that are obviously human start to fill the common area of the hotel suite. Alice becomes more unsettled as the video continues. The thought slowly enters her mind that the video is not of her (especially since she hasn't had sex in months), Joshua (because he would've just told her), or Liz (because, once again, Joshua would've just told her). Alice knows who is in the video but is trying to deny the reality. She has long had suspicions., but no evidence. John has always resolved her anxiety before she was motivated to do any investigation of her own. And now, here is Joshua showing her a video that potentially has her worst suspicions in it, and remove any doubt from her mind.

And there it is. A zoomed in shot of her husband's dick sliding in and out of his secretary's soaked twat. The young woman's back tattoo is on full display. The lecherous look on her husband's face (just visible from this angle) as he watches her breasts bounce in front of him. The wet slapping sound of their bodies meeting each other. She can only tolerate one minute of full confirmation of her worst fears.

Finally looking at her son, she weakly says, "Please, stop it." Joshua scrambles for the remote. "Please, stop it," Alice begs as Joshua finally hits the mute button in search of the power button. She continues to say, "You've been trying to tell me for weeks." Joshua silently nods his head, as he turns the tv off. "I've been trying to pretend that it wasn't true for months." She slams another shot of tequila, and holds it out to Joshua. The tears roll down her cheek unbidden. "You've been..." Alice can't finish the thought. "What are we going to do?" she asks her son desperately.

"Right now? Nothing. I knew that tonight was going to be a wreck. You get to feel whatever emotion it is that you need to. Drink if you feel like it. I'll keep watch over you. In the morning, we'll deal with the hangover. We'll then figure out what to do with the rest of the vacation and... THAT situation." Joshua states clearly as he motions to the television.

***

True to his word, Alice thinks about how she can barely remember Joshua drunkenly holding her hair back as she puked into the toilet. She runs through her memories of the previous day, as she lays in her bed contemplating her shitty life through the haze of a hangover. She turns her head to look at Joshua. He is quietly sleeping facing her.

She gently brushes his cheek and smiles meekly. "I don't deserve to be looked after like this. He's too kind to me." She thinks to herself. "I should get some water. I'm sure to be horribly dehydrated after last night's drinking." She gently slides out of the huge bed, doing her best not to disturb Joshua or her headache. She eventually finds several bottles of water in the mini fridge. She tucks four bottles into her arm, cradling them against her breast. "Oh! That's cold!" she gasps. She quietly pads back to the bedroom. She tosses the water bottles onto one of the pillows on her side of the bed. She crawls onto the bed back into her original spot. She opens one of the bottles and chugs half of it immediately. She lays down and just lounges enjoying the gentle breeze from the ceiling fan on her skin. She absentmindedly thinks about how she is only wearing a tank top and a pair of loose exercise shorts. She looks over at Joshua and sees that he is only wearing a pair of basketball shorts. "Or are those board shorts?" she wonders pointlessly.

Joshua's phone chimes. He sucks in air noisily and sits up. He clicks the phone off. Turning to look at her, he says, "It's 7:30. I figured we should get up at this time to feel like we're being somewhat productive with the day. Even if we're being lazy." He starts to slide out of the bed."

"Here, Josh," Alice calls to him and hands him a bottle of water. The condensation is dripping onto the bed. He takes it wordlessly from her and opens it. He drinks a couple of gulps, before looking at her again. He is studying her. "Something wrong?"

"You're smiling," he responds.

"Of course, I'm smiling. I got to wake up in paradise with someone that has earned and maintained my trust.. I also get to look forward to having a pleasant day with him." Alice replies slyly while lying on her side propping her head up. Joshua's libido takes full notice of her position and lack of underwear. Alice's nipples are poking into the loose fabric of the tank top.

Sitting up and slightly crossing his legs at his ankles in order to feel some fresh air on his junk. Joshua asks her, "So what are the plans for today?"

"Well, I was thinking that once we have breakfast and get rid of these hangovers, we could figure out a rough plan for the week," Alice explains to the best of her ability through the throbbing headache. "After lunch, I suppose I should make a few phone calls to the States. There's an attorney that I've kept on retainer for the past few months. I could email her that video. And get her opinion just before dinner." She smiles softly as she presses a water bottle to her forehead.

"I feel fine." Joshua responds. "Otherwise that sounds like a pretty good plan. I don't want this vacation to be a complete waste for you."

Alice laughs lightly and slaps her son's knee, "Oh, honey! Of course we'll enjoy ourselves while we're here," she laughs. "But you brought this up, and it needs to be resolved. All I'm saying is I want it to be working while we're relaxing or doing whatever it is that we want to do while we're here."

"I'm not too sure that I believe you, Alice." Joshua mutters.

She flops back onto the bed with her head bouncing on the pillow. With the water bottle sweating onto her forehead, she states clearly, "I don't care if you believe me, honey. What I need right now is for you to get ready for brunch. I'm hungry."

Joshua glares at his mother through slotted eyes. "If you seriously meant that, you'd be on your way to the bathroom," he challenges her.

"Ugh." she mutters from her pillow. "Give me ten minutes... then you can shoo me into the bathroom."

"Duly noted," Joshua notes. "You will be held to your word."

***

"These have got to be..." Alice mumbles with her mouth full, "the best Eggs Benedict I have ever had!" She rolls her head back in over exaggerated joy.

Joshua fights to contain his laughter. He replies while gesturing with his fork, "I don't know about you ..." he waits to have her attention before continuing, "but my mother taught me not to speak with my mouth full." He smiles at her, challenging her again for her repeated flirting with him.

Alice freezes with her eyes locked on his, her mind races momentarily. She makes an exaggerated movement to swallow her food. After swallowing, Alice pulls her mouth to the side while looking at him askew. She suddenly turns to face him directly. She opens her mouth as wide as she can with her tongue out as far as she push it out. The tip of her tongue touches the edge of her chin. Joshua can see deep into her mouth. Alice's eyes dance with mirth and merriment. Joshua is momentarily lost in the hazel eyes of the older woman. His heart stutters for a split second, and he can feel his stomach roll, in a pleasant manner, amongst other physical sensations.

"Is that better?" Alice asks flippantly. "Is it better, baby?" she emphasizes the last word to challenge him on trying to constantly call her out for flirting with him.

Joshua squirms momentarily to reposition is inflating sexual member. "Yes, Alice. That'll do just fine," he smirks as he responds calmly. "My next question is are you done playing with your food?"

She leans forward opening her mouth to say something snarky, but stops herself when she remembers who she is talking to. Instead she replies, "I guess that depends on what is on the menu, and whether or not that it should be played with." Satisfied with her answer, she leans back in her chair and crosses her arms. She knows that her posture is challenging.

He chuckles, "We'll discuss what on the menu later. I believe that you have some phone calls to make to a Ms. Esquire something or other."

Alice pulls her lips tight and squints at him. As she studies him, he enjoys the attention and feel his body reacting to the attention. The attention that he shouldn't be receiving from her. A woman that he has fantasized about but knows is permanently off limits. It doesn't stop him from fantasizing, or stealing looks at her. She mutters something and stands up. Joshua watches her walk away from the table. He enjoys the view of Alice walking away. Joshua studies the way that her loose linen top moves over her fitted tank top and loose pleated skirt that barely reach her knees.

"How many hours does she work out every week. I still have no idea," Joshua ponders as he watches her ass bounce and wiggle as she walks away irritated at him. "I know how much I hit the gym. Speaking of which, how are we going to work out while we're here? Anyway... I should get started on researching stuff to do while we're here."

Some time later, Alice wanders back into her hotel room exhausted. Her phone call / video conference / grueling interview by a steely eyed, sleep deprived, and hungover Millennial lawyer who was roused from sleep by her merciless Boomer boss has worn Alice out. Alice closes the door to the hotel suite, and leans against it. Sighing loudly, she releases the breath that she's been holding for way too long. "I really hope she's on my side. That was fucking insane." Alice thinks to herself as she slides down the door.

After catching her breath, Alice gets up from the door to walk into the hotel suite. "What has Joshie been up to?" she questions in her mind. As she walks further into the suite, Alice hears grunting. A smile creeps onto her face, she hopes, "Do I get to have a quick thrill? Is he being 'naughty'?"

Alice isn't too disappointed with what she finds. "Not what I hoped for, but it is a entertaining sight for a lonely woman," she says to herself. She watches Joshua continue with his exercises while dressed in only a pair of boxer briefs. She giggles quietly as she watches random beads of sweat roll down his back, arms, and legs. Alice sits down on the bed, and grins as she watches her son work out. Alice notices several bottles of water on the bed. She grabs a couple of them, and slides her butt up to the head of the bed, collecting all of the pillows to shove behind her. She enjoys the ridiculous exercise demonstration by her son. After about 15 minutes, Alice feels the pull of sleep on her eyelids. She rubs her shoulders absentmindedly to stay awake. After all, she is enjoying watching her son's silly faces as he goes through the movements.

Alice feels the poking and prodding from Joshua to wake her up. "Your turn to shower," he says as he walks off.

Once she realizes that she fell asleep, she quickly gathers a change of clothes and hustles into the bathroom. She can hazily remember the dream that she was having. She enjoyed it too much, despite the inappropriate theme. She takes a moment under the shower head to enjoy the beating of the water drops on her skin. She freezes in place once she notices what her hands are doing. Providing her a quick thrill. She slowly pulls her fingers out and regains her wits about her.

Thinking to herself, "I really need to deal with this. I'm so fucking horny that Joshie is starting to look good. Too good. And... he does look good. He looks so fucking tasty. Why isn't he dating anyone? That will need to be a project for when we get home." Alice finishes up her shower quickly before her hands wander off again down her body. After drying off, Alice pulls her clothes on as quickly as she can without causing problems for herself later on. She smooths out several wrinkles and adjusts the clothes to prevent a lack of circulation. She hears Joshua call through the door to see if she's ready. Alice appraises herself in the mirror. She examines her clothing and appearance. "Is this top too young for me? It does look really good. It shows the girls off and helps flatten my tummy." Joshua knocks a second time within so many minutes. She turns around to see how her denim shorts look on her butt. "These shorts honestly pull my ass together. It looks so much tighter that it should. My ass looks so much better than it should! ... Am I dressing way too young for my age?"

The third time that Joshua knocks, his voice sounds more insistent, "Alice, we have a table reserved for us in the hotel's restaurant. We need to leave in the next ten minutes to make the reservation," he tells her with a significant irritation in his voice.

"Oh, honey," she replies with a sweetened voice, "we'll make it down there in time. Just give me another minute." She smirks at herself in the mirror. Alice pulls out her make up, and starts to apply a base layer.

Half way between muttering and growling, Joshua responds, "You have five minutes. Otherwise I'm coming in there, spanking your ass, and tossing you over my shoulder, if necessary."

Alice giggles to herself, as her body twitches from hopeful expectations, and focuses to finish up her make up. She dresses herself in the most appropriate outfit she can find. Part casual, part formal, revealing and sexy without being obvious, and a little matronly. Alice smooths the pleated skirt against her thighs to make sure that they at least attempt to reach her knees. Adjusting the thin top over her actual top. She wants to make sure that her shoulder is visible and proving that she is not wearing a bra. "If I was 20 years younger, I would look like I'm on the prowl," she thinks as she smirks at her reflection in the mirror. Slipping her feet into the platform sandals, she opens the door to the bedroom.

Alice finally presents herself to Joshua to go to dinner together. Joshua blinks a few times. "Um, are you going for the sexy conservative politician's wife? Because if you were, you crushed it," Joshua says as clearly as he can.

She does a slow spin as she inspects her outfit. "I don't think I went overboard. But, yes, I do want some attention tonight." Alice responds feeling a bit confused.

"Uh, I'm not complaining. You definitely will get attention at dinner. I'm just trying to figure out why you're wearing this for dinner with me." Joshua explains.

She giggles and wraps her arms around his waist. She brushes her nose against his chest, appreciating his taller stature and firmer muscles than his father. "Oh, honey..." she slurs seductively forgetting that she's addressing her own offspring. "Don't you think it would be good for you to be seen with an attractive woman? The women your age will definitely notice you more if you have a silver fox in your lap." Alice mutters as she rubs her face into his chest and squeezes his ass.

"I'm not sure that's how this works, but I'm willing to test your theory and hypothesis." Joshua smiles as he looks down at his mother. He notices that she is wiggling her butt as she looks into his face. Deep in her thoughts, she is feeling desperate for his warm milk chocolate eyes to look at. She hopes that her hazel eyes are temping. She wants to know what she can expect from him, the man that she is desperately ignoring the fact that it is her son. Alice buries the memory of Joshua being her son. She wants to enjoy this succulent experience of being desirable.

As they walk down the hallway to the elevator, Joshua asks, "So what are the details of your hypothesis, Alice?"

She has already spaced out trying to focus on the smell of his cologne. It's a new one that she's unfamiliar with. "Hmm? What did you say darling?" Alice asks dreamily, returning her attention to his face.

"Your theory is that women my age will pay more attention to me if they see me with an attractive older woman, you know a silver fox," Joshua reminded her. "What is the hypothesis that you want to test?"

"Oh, yes." She smiles delightfully. "Yes, my hypothesis is this: If an attractive older woman is seen flirting and playfully touching a younger man, women closer to his age will approach him to present themselves as an appropriate alternative when she is not present. The whole mindset that older women cannot maintain a young man's attention because she can no longer have children, type of thing." She winks at him as she pushes the call button for the elevator.

"Ok. So what you're proposing is to act like we are on a date," he replies. "And that we are to behave like we want to touch each other." He explains as the elevator door opens. Continuing as they enter the confined space, Joshua says, "And at some point, you will leave the table to go to the bathroom, or get drinks, or some such."

"Exactly. " Alice states as she leans back against the wall and pushes her chest out, hoping that Joshua would gawk at her. Joshua eyes her suspiciously. Leaning forward towards Joshua, giving him a view down her top, She playfully laughs and taps his arm, "Oh, honey. It'll be fun! How long has it been since you were on a date? It can't be any longer than me." She gives him a toothy smile.

"I'll give you that, but do we really need to go over the top like this?" he asks in a low voice.

Pushing off of the elevator wall, Alice leans into Joshua's personal space. Looking up at him, she smiles warmly and in such a way that Joshua starts to feel uncomfortable, like he's a piece of meat. He wonders to himself if this is how women feel around him. "Darling," Alice whispers as she gently places her hands on his chest, "The more over the top, the more fun it will be. Besides, don't you want to get laid tonight?"

Confused, he replies, "Every guy wants to get laid. Every night."

She purrs, "Than trust me." She starts to straighten her posture next to him. Alice stares deep into his eyes with a wicked grin on her face. The elevator dings and opens the door before she can get any closer. She steps back and grabs his hand. Joshua watches as the shorter woman drags him into the night's adventure. She is giggling like a maniac. His crotch gets uncomfortable with the sudden view and sound.

"Fuck," he thinks to himself, "If this is how she's going to act, I'm not sure that I going to want anyone to interrupt us."

***

Several hours later, Alice and Joshua drunkenly stumble back into their hotel suite. They're giggling and leaning on each other for support. The door lock confuses Joshua for a minute. Once inside, Alice immediately heads to the bed. Joshua fumbles until the door is locked again. He shuffles his feet to the mini fridge for bottles of water. Carrying four, he slowly makes his way to the bed. He sees Alice still struggling with her clothing. He dumps the water bottles onto the nightstand. He plops his butt down onto the bed, and kicks his Chucks off. He grabs one of the bottles and empties it quickly down his throat. Alice has managed to get her heels, but she is trying to remember how to work her belt.

Joshua turns around and hands her a bottle of water. She takes it and carefully opens, "I don't want to sleep on a wet spot." she mutters. After a couple of gulps, she smiles and says, "Well, maybe if it was a wet spot that I made." She giggles and finishes the bottle of water. Joshua pulls his shirt off and slides his pants down to his ankles. Alice flops back onto the bed.

"You're really going to want to take that off so that you don't stink like the bar in the morning." he points out.

"I don't have enough motivation right now to take it off." she mutters and turns to look at him. Cocking an eyebrow and smiling, "Maybe you could help me out?" she says as she lifts her arms straight up. "How about some motivation?"

Joshua's mind doesn't even think about the request, or register the innuendo. He immediately crawls over to her. He does not give one thought to the fact that he is only wearing his boxers as he readies to undress his mother. He deftly unbuckles her belt and unzips the side of her skirt. Joshua tucks his fingers into the hem of her skirt. In the back of his mind, he is reminded by the animal part of his brain that he is touching female flesh. Tugging at the hem of her skirt, he grunts. She obediently lifts her hips allowing him to remove the clothing quickly. Joshua doesn't notice that he caught her panties as well as the skirt.

Glancing up at Alice, He slides his hand up her sides catching the bottom of both of her tops. She sits up, grinning wildly and with a hunger. Alice keeps her arms lifted, and Joshua pulls the blouses off of her. As he is turned to toss the clothing onto the floor, she drops her arms onto his shoulders, taking a hold of the back of his neck. Joshua looks back at her and freezes. He suddenly becomes fully aware that his mother, a woman who has spent the last year and a half getting into shape to be more sexually attractive, is almost naked and is breathing heavily in his face.

After a few seconds, Alice asks, "Why did you stop? You're almost done. There's just two more pieces to deal with."

Joshua gulps hard before responding, "Two?"

Pulling herself closer to his face, she huskily breathes, "My bra and your shorts, Sweety." She kisses him gently on the lips. Something that would normally have shocked him and elicited a response, but after tonight's escapades at the bar, Joshua's reflexes are numbed. Joshua's fingers automatically find the clasps and pinch it so that the bra can fall away from her body.

Alice's hand finds its way to his waistband and starts to tug at it. She's getting frustrated with how long the process is taking. "I was able to help Joshie with my clothes. Why isn't he helping me?" she fumes to herself. Breaking the kiss, Alice immediately throws the unwanted bra away, and grabs Joshua's shoulders. She spins him and flips him on to his back. "Scoot up!" she commands him. He complies without hesitation.

He watches her yank at his boxers. Once they're gone, flying into the darkness of the corner of the room, Alice straddles his knees. Leaning forward she lightly strokes the length of his semi hard erection with the tips of her fingers. "See? All I needed was the right kind of motivation to get out of those nasty foul smelling clothes." She slowly crawls further up his body. "Do you know what I think would help me sleep, baby?"

Joshua is fighting to find his voice, "What would help you sleep, Mo... Alice?" he asks tentatively.

"An orgasm." she says in the sultriest voice she can manage. "Do you know?" she asks as her face approaches his. Joshua feels like his dick cannot get any harder than what it is already. His vision is filled with the view of a very naked, fit, and aroused older woman hovering over him. His eyes cannot decide where to focus. The flat stomach. The thick muscular thighs. The breasts that are become firm again through disciplined regiments of physical activity. The thick pubic hair hiding one of the few places he should never think about. "Do you know how fucking tasty you look right now, Joshie? How fucking sexy you look? Do you know how much I enjoyed our evening in the bar?" He continues to take in as,many details that he can about the woman above him. The wavy light brown hair that frames her face and is falling towards him. The sleek muscle lines of her arms. The potent smell that she emanates.

Alice grasps his erection and teases it along her outer labia. She can hear the younger man's breath catch and then come in gasps as she drags the tip of his flesh up and down her wet fleshy folds that lead to the place that he was issued forth into this world. Her brain registers this fact momentarily. Just momentarily. And it gives her a quick sense of shame mixed with excitement and sexual hunger. Repositioning herself so that her hair secludes their faces from everything else in the room. "Do you like this?" she asks hopefully and in a reedy voice.

"Yes," he pants. Joshua moves his hands to touch her. His hands hover less than an inch from her body.

"You can touch me if you want." she whispers as she continues to drags the tip of his dick across the entrance of her sex. "Please touch me. I want you to touch me, baby." She gasps as his hands make contact with her breast and ass. "Yes," she hisses. They stare into each other's eyes as they grope and tease with their hands.

Joshua's hand leaves Alice's breast. "Play with my tit, baby." she pleads. His hand returns at the back of her head and pulls her face to his. He raises his head to meet her. The kiss is not like any that they had in the bar. This one is with passion that is not intended to tease. Joshua pushes his tongue into her mouth. She eagerly accepts it. The tension in her body slackens. Joshua's hands automatically pull her closer to him.

Her body slowly allows his flesh to enter. Once he is fully seated inside of her, her clit gets crushed between their bodies. She gasps with the new stimulation. They release their kiss. She eases back onto him, and puts her hands on his chest and shoulders. His hands grasp her at her hips and just below her rib cage. They begin to move apart and together in response to the other's subtle movements. Joshua steals glances at the juncture of their bodies. Alice squeezes her sex every time she sees him being distracted.

"You like to watch it disappear into me, don't you?" she asks hotly. Her pussy is flooding him and the bed underneath them with fluids.

"Yes." he breathes. "I love watching how it slide into you. I can't wait for you to watch me cum in you." Joshua speeds up the pace of his pumping. "I want to fill you up."

Moaning, Alice squeaks out, "Oh, such promises!" She laughs as she challenges him,"Fill me up! I dare you!" Alice picks up the pace and the force of her movements. She allows gravity and Joshua's hands to assist her plunge back down onto his erect phallus. "So. Good. I. Love. You. So. Good. Fuck me good!?" Their pace quickens. Every time her clit is caught between them, her body thrills at the sensation.

Alice is closing in on her orgasm. She feels him clench and seize. Alice feels disappointed when she feels the flood of fluids into her. She holds herself still in hopes that he'll start moving again.

What she didn't expect was getting flipped onto her back. Once Joshua finishes repositioning her, he immediately dives in between her legs and starts eating her out. Alice is confused. Her body is happy. Her head hits the mattress as her hips are lifted. Joshua's tongue is moving at a frantic pace. He licks inside of her canal, suckles on her labia, kisses her clit, sucks on her clit as he thrusts fingers into her pussy, and back to trying to lick as far as he can inside of her sex. Her nerves are lighting up like a Christmas tree with what he is doing. She had never heard the kinds of noises that were coming from her son's efforts on her crotch. She tries to grab his head to pull him in tighter, but has to grab the bed instead to steady her balance. Her body finally freezes as the orgasm crests and then crashes. Her body shivers and shakes with her final release. Joshua pulls his head out and moves up her body. He's smiling through a thick layer of his mother's cum and fluids all over his face. Once she's able to recover and realize what had happened, she looks back at him, grinning like an idiot.

"Thank you, baby." she whispers as she gently pets his cheek. "For a second, I thought you weren't going to let me finish." She kisses his appreciatively.

"Who said we were finished, Alice?" Joshua chuckled. "I just ate my cum out of you, and I never leave my woman empty."

Alice feels the tip of Joshua's member brush up against her inner thigh. She glances down in time to watch him reposition his rampant dick directly at her entrance. She feels the glans pop into her vagina, and she jerks her head up to look Joshua in the eyes. He pushes further in. Alice is trying desperately not to pant. Joshua finishes sliding in and allows her to adjust to the idea of their pelvises meeting once again. Her eyes pop. Her mind is filled with the knowledge that not only does her son want to leave her filled with his semen, but that she is enjoying the thought.

Allowing a small moan to escape, Alice begins to rock her hips so that she can grind her clit against his body. He patiently waits for her to change her movements to tell him when to start pumping.

The sounds of wet fleshy slaps returns to the room even louder than before. Alice's moaning becomes louder as Joshua's thrusting and pulling continues and increases. He ducks his head down to suckle on one of her nipples. Alice wraps one hand around his head to keep him pinned to her chest.

He breaks her grip in order to kiss her directly on the lips. She opens her greedy mouth, begging for his tongue to enter. They swirl their tongues around for a couple of minutes as they continue to pump into the other.

"I'm going to ..." Joshua pants, "Fill you up... so that you ... can feel it ... in the morning."

"Shut up... and fuck me," Alice responds gasping "Cum in me. I want it. Joshua," Alice repeats these last words in random order, as he continues to drill into her, in her most sacred of places.

Straightening up and lifting her hips up to him. He pounds her as hard as he can, using the momentum built by his pulling with his arms. They both grunt with each completed thrust. Alice's hands grasp and reach for her illicit lover. Her jaw is opening and closing without saying a word. Joshua's jaw is clenched. Beads of sweat run down his face and chest before they leap off of him from the physical movements, to only splash down on Alice's naked body.

Joshua's body starts to seize and his grip on her hips tighten. Alice responds by squeezing her Kegels, which accidentally triggers her own orgasm. Joshua grunts intermittently as his dick pulses and ejects ropes of thick semen in the womb of the woman that gave birth to him. Alice's body does its best to pull his seed further into her body, so that it may have a chance at fertilization if an egg is floating about.

Alice flops back onto the bed too exhausted to move. He is dislodged by her sudden movement. Joshua's energy is running perilously low. He manages to slide her around to that she is no longer in the wet spot of the bed. He roughly tucks a pillow under her head. He feebly crawls up to her side to lay down. He gently wraps his arms around her with one under her neck. She stares at him wondering how lucky she had just gotten.

Thinking to herself, "That's the best sex that I've had in a decade... and I'm leaking. His cum. I'm leaking his cum."

Dreamily Joshua strokes her cheek, and says, "I love you, Ali." before drifting off to sleep.

***

Alice wakes up in the morning overheating. She has a body next to her that is radiating so much heat, especially in the middle of the summer. Consciousness slowly returns to her. Her eyes slam open when she remembers the drunken escapade that happened the night before. She gently touches her crotch and pubis. She is sticky and has dried fluids throughout her pubic hair. Slowly, she turns her head to look at him directly. He appears to be beginning to wake up.

"Fuck!" she screams in her head. "What do I do? I can't deny anything if I'm still in his arms caked in his cum! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She tries to sit up as stealthily as she can. Instead his eyes snap open. He looks around and then sees her eyes, and locks on.

"Did we... did we... we, um...?" Joshua mutters looking confused and possibly about to be upset. Alice sits up and slides out of bed, uncertain of how to answer the question. She grabs some clothes and walks to the bathroom. She glances over her shoulder.

"We can talk about it a little after breakfast." she suggests, and then walks into the bathroom.

***

Joshua and Alice stared at each other throughout brunch. They stabbed morsels of their food with their utensils as the proceeded through their meal. Alice and Joshua were trying to figure out how to talk about what happened the night before in such a manner that would be socially acceptable in public.

Joshua squirms as he constantly readjusts his t-shirt and gym shorts. He doesn't feel like he's dressed to be socially acceptable. However, he didn't want to spend too much time looking for clothing so that he could get into the shower quicker. As he is trying to figure out what he wants and needs to say, he studies her. Joshua desperately hopes that her body language will provide some clue as to what she's thinking or feeling. He watches her ample breasts raise and lower as she breaths. He notices that they are barely contained in her undershirt, and are giving him quite a down blouse view since her button up blouse is unbuttoned down to her navel.

He struggles to keep his mind clear as he remembers suckling on her nipples the previous night as he fondled her breasts.

Alice notices Joshua licking his lips lightly in between bites as he looks down her blouse. She wiggles a little as she rubs her thighs together trying to stifle the growing sexual desire. Her own eyes wander up and down his arms, as she remembers how tightly and firmly they just held her just a few hours ago. Alice knows that she needs to deal with this new crisis. And these new urges, like having his lean muscular and wiry arms wrapped around her 'thicc' ass and wasit.

Opting for talking about anything even if it's not the topic at hand. "So, Josh." she says breaking the silence. Once his eyes are looking at hers. "When I spoke with the lawyer yesterday, she promised that she would have everything started before we get home."

"Yeah?" he responds timidly. "What does that mean exactly?"

"Well, your fa... John will be served papers and instructed to leave the house until it can be equitably divided." Joshua replies with a monosyllabic response. "She emailed me a list of items that need to be cataloged when I get back. With what I told her about so far, she thinks that I'll be able to keep the house but give up most of the liquid assets. The cars will be divided by usage. I was kind of wondering what your opinion is on this." she finishes and then takes another bites of her omelet.

He's gobsmacked that she is asking his opinion. "Does she know that I know about Dad's secret investments? Does she know that I'm not just some idiot that helps Dad fix things around the house?" he thinks to himself trying to organize his thoughts before answering. Joshua takes a quick drink of water before answering. "Honestly? I would recommend that the house get sold."

Alice looks at him quizzically, and tilts her head to the side. "Why is that?"

Joshua holds up two fingers, "One. Do you really want to continue to sleep in the same room that he what ... that?" Alice shakes her head. Continuing, Joshua states, "Two. Can you afford the taxes and upkeep of the house on your own? I'm sure that Liz and I would be willing to help out, but we don't make anywhere near the amount of money you or John do. Three, I don't know if you're aware, but the liquid assets are the main area where your collective money is. He's been investing it like crazy. Whether are not that you've been paying attention. John has been putting the vast majority of your all's money into investments. Liquid assets. In my opinion from what Da... John has described, very risky investments. Get them out now and make your own decisions." After waiting a few seconds, he returns to his plate while keeping an eye on her.

She nods thoughtfully. "Those are all good points. I'll let the attorney know. I think that you're right. The house needs to go. As much as I would hate to have my children's home change at this point in their lives." Alice picks up a piece of buttered toast and nibbles on it.

"I think that your children might be more understanding than you think. They might even encourage you to do it."

"I'll have to see about that when I get home." Alice watches his body language before asking her next question. "How do you feel about what happened last night?"

Arching one eyebrow, Joshua asks, "What do you mean exactly?" Alice shrugs. "Was it enjoyable? Yes. Was it more than I ever dreamt of? Most definitely. Was it wrong? I feel like I'm required to say absolutely. Would I do it again if given the opportunity? ... I'll answer that after you answer the same questions that I have." Joshua states as he sits up straight.

She sighs before responding, "It was the best that I've had in years. Honest answer. I would have to agree with you that I'm required to say that it was wrong. I do not want to regret it. I laid there enjoying you holding me as you softly snored. It was the ... most special that I've felt in so long. Do I regret it? I would rather answer the question do I look forward to doing it again?" Alice looks at Joshua with a fragile smile, hopeful for his response.

Joshua grunts and nods. He slowly pushes his plate away from him and leans back. "So... what would you like to do today? There's a historical bus tour at 11 this morning that I think you would like, and a snorkeling thing at 3:30. I like that one a lot. What are you thoughts?"

Alice nodded in agreement, feeling a little disappointed that he didn't answer the main question that she wanted. "Those both sound really good, Joshua. Why don't we go back and get ready?"

"Sure, but I think you would do better with taking a nap. I know I would." Joshua says. "Besides, I'll go buy the tickets for the tour and diving while you're sleeping."

Alice's smile strengthens as she realizes that he is trying to take care of her. She hands him her husband's credit card and instructs him to use it. After brunch is finished and paid for, Alice heads to their room, and Joshua leaves to make the reservations.

***

Alice felt really confused when she woke up to Joshua gently shaking her shoulder telling her to take a quick shower, and then finding clothes laid out for her on the bathroom counter. A simple tourist t-shirt, jean shorts, and matching bra and panties. She didn't recognize any of the items. All of the items were her size and fit just fine. She felt a little let down that none of it was sexy, but elated that none of it was matronly or 'old-fashioned.' Before leaving the bathroom she pulled out her perfume. She picked out one that she's never used before. She always thought that it might be 'too young' for her. Alice intentionally didn't put on any make up because of the plans to go snorkeling.

Walking out of the bathroom, Alice sees Joshua brushing the mess of hair that he has. He's dressed in a matching (but different color) tourist t-shirt, distressed blue jeans, and his ever present over worn Chucks. She chuckles to herself that he dressed them in what she considered a couple's outfit.

He looks up at her, and says, "Nice. Now come over here. You need some sunscreen." He picks up a unfamiliar bottle of sunscreen off of the bed. She walks over to him, and turns around. She pulls her hair over her shoulder to allow him access to her neck. She not so secretly enjoys him rubbing the lotion into her neck and shoulders. She smiles to herself as he works the lotion into her shoulders underneath the collar of the shirt. He doesn't say anything, but guides her with gentle hands. She watches his eyes as he works his way around her body, applying the lotion to her neck, faces, ears, arms, and legs. Alice ponders on the stoic face that Joshua keeps. Once he's finished, she gently takes the bottle from his hands and smiles looking into his face. She returns the favor of applying the sunscreen to his arms, neck, face, and shoulders. He surprises her with a pair of cheap sunglasses that are currently in fashion. He nods appreciatively after sliding them onto her face.

Once they've finished, Joshua wordlessly takes a hold of Alice's hand and leads her out of the hotel and to the park that the tour bus is stationed waiting for its passengers. The bus is open to the air with benches in the middle and a few seats in the back that face away from the bus. Alice starts idle chatter with Joshua while they wait for the rest of the tourists to arrive. Eventually, the bus fills up. So much that Alice needs to sit in Joshua's lap. In exchange for taking up one seat less, they get a seat with a better view on the back of the bus.

Joshua sits back as far as he can. Alice straddles one of his tights so that she can still face him as she leans against the railing. Joshua wraps his arm around her waist with his hand landing on her hip and thigh. She can feel his fingertips resting on the crease between her leg and hip. She smiles broadly. Alice squirms momentarily to see if she can get a reaction from Joshua.

Alice is proud of Joshua for behaving admirably throughout the entire tour. She could feel his bulge pressed against her leg the entire time. He would pull her into him occasionally to point out what the tour guide is talking about. His hand randomly brushed against the bare skin of her stomach under her shirt. She rewarded him with occasional pets or kisses on his cheeks. He kept his attention on the tour and did not allow his hands to go anywhere inappropriate.

"Oh... I want a repeat." Alice thought to herself. "I really don't care if it's wrong. He's treating me so well. And he is actually not trying to get into my pants. Even these sensual touches, they are not hurried, pressuring, or even hungry. I know he's got to be thinking about it. He's trying too hard to behave. I want a repeat."

***

Back at the hotel room, Joshua waits for Alice to finish changing in the bathroom. She picked out a two piece bikini that shows off the toned muscle of her stomach and legs. It is functional bikini, not just for attention getting. She slips a over-sized t-shirt over the outfit after reapplying sunscreen lotion to the rest of her body.

"I can't wait to see his reaction." she tells the mirror.

***

As the boat speeds back to shore with its tired and exhausted passengers, Alice beams at Joshua. He has played his role beyond expectations. Light touches, subtle flirting, staying with her the entire swim, and holding her hand when nothing else is going on.

"Hey," Joshua breaks her train of thoughts, "Why don't we eat before we get back? It's already getting late. We might as well eat before we get too hungry and stuff ourselves stupid?"

Alice can't stop her smile from widening, "That's a excellent idea, darling. What are you in the mood for?"

They agree on seafood of some kind. Getting off of the boat, they see several options. Alice pulls Joshua in the direction of the most casual looking restaurant. They sit down on the patio to enjoy the sea breeze and to watch the approaching sunset.

After they finish eating, they order a couple of drinks to have while they enjoy each other's company. Joshua asks Alice about her favorite parts of the historical tour. The light conversation eventually fades with the sunlight.

"Honey," Alice gets his attention. "You've been awfully quiet today. Like you're mulling over something that you don't want me to know about. What's going on?" She leans on the table resting her chin in her palms.

"I've been trying to figure out what happens when we get home."

Smacking her lips, "Well, I'm getting a divorce, looking for a house to buy for me and my children, and ... "

"I mean what is going to happen between you and me," he interrupts. "Even if we were to continue with this while we're here, what happens when we leave? It's not something that we can keep up at home."

Alice's face gets dark for a second, and she reaches out to shush Joshua. He squints his eyes in frustration with her once her finger touches his lips. "We can talk about that later. Right now is not the time. Understood?" Joshua nods. "Now. Why don't we take a walk and enjoy the rest of the evening on our way back to the hotel?" Alice stands up. She picks up the check and hands the server cash on their way out of the restaurant.

Outside, she wraps Joshua's arm around her waist. "I like this. It's comfortable. I feel safe with you." she tells him. Walking a ways, she looks up at him, "I feel loved for the first time in years. Like truly loved. That I have a lover that actually cares about what happens to me. I've been missing that for a very long time."

"Don't you think that it should be with someone more appropriate?"

Not looking at Joshua, "No, Not really. The heart wants what the heart wants. Now do I think that this will last forever? No. I'm not a fool. Do I want it to last as long as I can make it? Very much so, yes." Alice says as they continue to walk under the street lamps. "I do think that we will eventually find people that are better suited for us. And to answer your question of what happens to us when we get home? What's to keep us from enjoying each other's company whenever we want?" She smiles broadly as she feels Joshua squeeze her hip. "I'd rather you squeeze my ass or titty, baby," she teases.

They finish walking back to the hotel. Joshua and Alice are now holding hands, as they enter the lobby. They quietly watch each other in the elevator. Joshua starts to smile for the first time in the day.

Alice asks to bathe first, so that she can dry her hair before bed. Joshua spends the time trying to figure out what to wear to bed. He thinks to himself that he needs to behave. He can't act like a hormone driven teenager. He drinks one of the beers out of the mini fridge while waiting. Alice finally comes out of the bathroom. She is wrapped up in two towels. One for her hair, and the other around her torso.

"Your turn, darling." she whispers. "Don't take too long. We need our sleep if we're doing anything tomorrow."

Joshua hurries into the bathroom. And quickly gets into the shower. He lets the warm water pelt him from the shower head. He stops multiple times, lost in thought. "How am I going to do this? I mean I've got to somehow fall asleep with her laying next to me. We can't keep doing this? Once is bad enough. What am I going to do? That's my mother ... and I want to fuck her brains out. I want her to feel happy. Feel special. She keeps flirting with me. Fuck. Fuck you, you traitorous piece of flesh. How can you be ready for her? We can't do this." Growing frustrated with the lack of solutions coming to mind, Joshua gets out of the shower and grabs a towel. He dries himself off the best he can. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he exits the bathroom.

He walks over to the dresser that Alice had put his clothes. Something in the back of his mind feels like an klaxon blaring. He slowly turns around.

Alice is in bed setting the alarm on her phone. "She stark raving naked! What the fuck!" Joshua thinks. Her minor movements disturb the air enough that the ceiling fan brings him her smell. Joshua lightly licks his lips as he breathes deeply.

"Honey, are you coming to bed?" Alice asks sweetly. "I've been waiting for you to come lay down with me." She relaxes as she pulls a pillow under her head. She lifts her chest slightly and rubs her thighs together.

Joshua walks over to the light switch and turns off all of the lights that he can. He then opens the curtains to all the moonlight to come in. The ocean view greets him. Before climbing into bed, he drops his towel.

Once he is within reach, Alice pulls herself to him. She nuzzles her face into his neck and drapes a leg over his hip. Joshua's throbbing cock is trapped between their bodies.

"Um. Alice?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Did you shave?"

"Yes. For you."

"Why?"

"I never thought it was fun pulling hair out of my teeth. I figured you don't enjoy it either. Is that the reason why you shave?"

Staring at the top of her head, he is in shock. "I guess," he weakly replies. "It's been so long since I started shaved down there, I don't really remember why I started doing it. Now it just itches if I don't shave... worse than my face."

Alice doesn't respond. Instead, she lightly drags her fingernails across the skin of Joshua's ribs and hip. They can both feel his heartbeat through the pulsing in his cock. Alice giggles every time that Joshua gasps.

"Do you like that?" she asks already knowing the answer.

"Do you like teasing me?" he retorts.

"Do you want me to stop teasing you?"

"The only way you'll stop teasing me is if you are tired of teasing me," he states plainly. "I'm waiting for you to finish warming up."

"Oh?" she asks and looks up at him. "And what are you doing to warm me up?"

"Considering that I've been massaging your back and ass? You're obviously more wrapped up in staring at my dick and trying to figure out how to make me gasp."

Her eyebrows furrow quickly a couple of times, "I'm sorry. What, baby?"

Joshua squeezes his hand. Alice jolts. "I've had your ass in my hand the entire time. Playing with it. But you're too busy trying to tease me to notice that I'm paying attention to you. By the way, how wet are you by now? You've got to be soaked." Joshua teases.

Alice drags her finger to the middle of his chest and draws a circle, "I'm ready whenever you are willing to try to fuck me into unconscious." She smiles at him mischievously.

Joshua kisses her gently. They both slowly close their eyes. He gently pulls her towards him. Alice lifts her body just enough to allow his turgid member to spring free. Reflexively, she pushes back forcing a meeting in between their sexes. Joshua's hands have split their attention between the back of her head and the top of her butt.

As he gently applies pressure to her back to quicken his insertion into her, he whispers, "I love you, Ali... I can't believe it's taken me this long to say that."

"You tell me that everyday, sweety." she automatically answers.

"No, I don't, Ali." he corrects her. He thrusts up into her. "Not like this. I don't tell you everyday that I want to make love to you, fuck you, pump you full of sperm, or explore your body." Joshua enjoys the slow sensation of his dick sliding into her wet pussy with full knowledge that he is not supposed to be her with her like this.

As Alice slowly pumps up and down on his erection, Joshua explores her body. He runs his fingers over her body. His fingers acknowledges the loose skin that has developed because she has been exercising so much. Acknowledges the sagging of her breasts after years of life and feeding two infant children from them. Acknowledges that she has desires to fulfill with her body that wants a partner to interact with.

"If you weren't ... who you are." she pants slowly. "I would claim you before my divorce is ... finalized." She grunts, "So good... I love you, Josh."

"Ugh... You are claiming me... before you divorce," he snarks back at her. "Just not publicly."

They enjoy the slow sexual movements for several minutes. Intermittent kisses punctuate the thrusts and skin clapping. They lose track of time as they gently pet each other's faces, shoulders, necks, ears with their finger and lips. Joshua is the first to fell the beginning of the end. Alice smiles wickedly.