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SOUND ADVICE--Part 2

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

“I don’t believe it. You actually called me.” “You do know, don’t you Mom, that the phone goes both ways. You could phone me. I recall putting my home and business numbers into your speed dial.” Completely ignoring me she continued, “Okay, what’s up? How’s Gail? She pregnant yet?” “No, Mom—she’s not pregnant, but she’s part of the reason I’m coming down to see you. I’ll tell you everything when I get down there on Sunday. We’re planning on staying with you for three days and returning on Wednesday morning if that’s okay with you. Don’t plan on cooking. We’ll go out to eat. I have to run, Mom. I’m calling from the store and I’m the only pharmacist here.” “What about Paul? Why don’t you let him do some of the work for a change?” “Mom, I’ll tell you all about everything when we’re there. Bye.” Of course I heard it from Sheila. “Why didn’t you tell her about me?” “Because, darling, I’d have been on the phone for an hour…maybe longer and then I’d just have to do it all over again when we got there. Okay? Just trust me and remember that I love you.” She wasn’t thrilled at my explanation, but she was going with me to visit Mom on Sunday. We left our house early, before sunrise to catch our flight at 6:30 and arriving in West Palm Beach at 9:20. By the time we had ridden the shuttle to the rental car office and signed the papers it was after ten. I drove north on I-95, exiting at Stuart onto Florida-714 to US-1, undoubtedly the major commercial highway in eastern Florida. I pulled ... into the parking lot at Sonny’s Real Pit BBQ, one of my favorite places to eat in Florida, at just past 11:15. I’d first eaten at Sonny’s when I was a raw recruit in the Army. I’d never had BBQ of any kind, but my southern buddies loved it and before long I did, too. It was Sheila’s first time so I gave her a few suggestions. “Just order for me, okay Michael? You know I trust you.” First I ordered two iced teas. They’re huge here, but Sheila would need it once she tried Sonny’s “Smoking” BBQ sauce. Next was all-you-can-eat sliced pork with fries and beans. “Beans? I’ll be farting all day and night.” “That’s okay—you’ll be in good company. These are really good with lots of barbecued pork and brown sugar.” I leaned across the table, but Sheila was too quick. In seconds she was seated next to me where she could kiss me and hold my hand. Once the food came she agreed quickly with my choices—even the beans. We left just before one for the remaining drive up Federal Highway—US-1—to Port Saint Lucie. I held Sheila’s hand in my right and the manila envelope in my left as Sheila pushed the doorbell. Mom was clearly confused when she answered the door. “Who’s this, Michael? Where’s Gail?” “I’ll explain once we’re inside, Mom,” and I did, telling her the same story I’d told everyone—everyone except Sheila who I trusted with my life. Even Mom who had loved Gail agreed that she was a colossal bitch. I went on to explain how Sheila had come to my rescue—okay, a slight deviation from the ...