The next morning mum came into Jack's bedroom just after eight; she usually did this to let him know when breakfast would be ready. Jack smiled when he saw her; she smiled back, then said, "Breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes. I've already showered as I want to go to town. I have nothing to wear; it's so long since I was last out. I've got an appointment with the hairdresser at two, can you fend for yourself at lunchtime or will I make you some sandwiches?"
Mum, I'll be fine. I'll manage to make something for myself. I think that I will look around here and also go to Uncle Bob's house to make a list of his things, I'll put them on an Excel file then it will be easier to keep a record of things. I know the combination of Uncle Bob's safe, he gave it to me, but I've never opened it. Would you like us to do that together one day?"
"Jack, I trust you, do it if you want, or we can do it together next week have a look inside then you can tell me tonight what's inside."
Mum lent forward, and they kissed, it was a tongue kiss again, but this was tender and affectionate. Mum went downstairs; Jack joined her two minutes later. Mum made Jack a mug of tea then Jack said, "I'm going to be glued to my laptop the next few days, I want to research all the pieces of furniture and try and get a realistic value for them. Mum, Uncle Bob set up a PayPal account for my website offshore, we could use that then you wouldn't be paying any tax, we can talk about it when I have more information."
After breakfast mum left, it was just after nine; Jack tidied up then showered. He went around the house; he was amazed at the quality of the furniture and the furnishings. There was a lot of money in the contents of the house. Jack looked in his father's bedroom; he was surprised that there weren't many clothes there, it was a bare minimum of things. Jack was beginning to realise why mum disliked him so much. Jack then went into mum's bedroom; everything was so neat. There were two gorgeous bedside cabinets beside mum's bed; Jack opened the drawer of one, there was a selection of vibrators, dildos and strapons, there was also a couple of tubes of lube. Jack thought mum must enjoy anal. Then he saw a note; the handwriting was so neat, it read, "Hi Jo, sorry I didn't see you today, I've changed your bed, and the washing is done and dried, I'll iron on Friday. Yesterday, my package arrived from the toy shop; I've left the dildo that you ordered under your pillow. It's long and thick, the way you like them. Hopefully, I can give you some fun with it on Friday. Love Babs x."
Jack reread it then realised that mum and Babs Simpson were lovers. Babs was like Kate, tall with a curvy body. Kate could give a lot of pleasure; Jack was confident that her mum could do the same. Jack now knew that mum was getting relief from Babs, the same way as he was getting relief from Kate, it's a small world. Jack went and made himself a coffee as he mulled things over in his mind. The idea of having sex with mum appealed to him as he found mum so attractive. He decided that he would start to flirt with mum, if she responded, well and good, if she didn't, then he would still give her all the love and help that he could.
Jack worked on researching all the main pieces in the downstairs living rooms. There was also a snooker room with a gorgeous oak snooker table. The room was beautiful with the oak panelling which complimented the table. He was listing pieces but not giving them a value until he knew what they were worth. Then he found a site that gave him prices that articles had realised at auction; this was a great find.
He made a cheese and tomato omelette for lunch. Just before two, he got a message from mum which read, "Jack, I've had a wonderful morning. I have found two excellent shops; they have just been opened. They are a boutique type of shop. I have bought several new outfits. I have enjoyed this so much. I haven't bought anything new for years. I've bought several outfits with mini-skirts, I was a little apprehensive about this, but the lady in the shop said that I have the legs and figure to carry it off. The lady was excellent with colours, every outfit that I have bought suits me perfectly colour wise."
"She also suggested that I have my hair cut and highlighted, she's given me a picture of the style and hair colouring that will suit me best. I have also bought some lingerie, I feel so comfortable in it, and the bras don't hurt my tits which have been a problem for years for me. I have taken the liberty of booking a table for seven, but they need the table for nine, I agreed to that. I'll be home around five; I will soak in the bath then how about our meeting in the lounge around six-thirty for a glass of wine? Hope you got lunch sorted out. Love, mum, xx."
Jack replied, "That sounds great mum, six-thirty is great for me. I'm glad that you have got nice things. I am sure that you'll look good in everything. I made myself an omelette for lunch, it was good. I have one question, how do you want me to dress this evening? A suit or smart casual? Tell me what to wear, and I'll do it as I don't want to clash with what you're wearing. Love Jack xx."
Jack didn't get a reply until two and a half hours later, Jack went out and bought several bottles of champagne, he put three in the fridge so they would be chilled for tonight. Mum's message read, "Jack, your yellow Ralph Lauren shirt, your beige chinos, your Timberland deck shoes and a big smile for me. See you at six-thirty, love mum xx."
