Enjoy your youth. Except for the constant grins and watery eyes, none showed any signs of exhaustion throughout the day. Even though they were short-lived that evening, Matt and Randy grinned when my son received a call from a young girl at about seven. Since both guys had jobs on Tuesday, we had to depart early the next morning. I thus set my alarm for four in the morning, and Kelvin and I went for breakfast before heading home at six. As anticipated, it ended up being lengthier. When the engine began to sound, we were approximately 60 miles west of Kansas City. We limped off the highway and into the town of Lawrence while I waited anxiously in the backseat since Matt was the driver. After asking for directions, we discovered the Dodge dealership, and when we arrived there, smoke was coming from the engine. When the mechanic examined it and shook his head, I groaned. The warranty was still valid since the vehicle was just a year old. However, we weren't going anywhere since it was now early afternoon, and I now needed a new water pump. The males acknowledged this as they called their bosses on their cellphones and said that we wouldn't even be able to leave this location until tomorrow at noon. I also informed the homes of my daughter's pals over the phone. Then, we learned that the town was experiencing a significant event, and we could only locate one hotel room with a king-size bed. Great, things just got worse and worse. I was more concerned about the two lads being humiliated by my presence than I was about maintaining my modesty. To top it all off, I immediately remembered that we had left our baggage in the vehicle inside the garage, which closed at five, as we checked in at just past five. It was, indeed, a fascinating evening. We all took turns bathing, and I sat around the room with a blanket wrapped over my bra and panty-covered body. After their turn, the lads slipped their jeans back on quietly and politely. The two lads spent the night in the bed, and I slept off on the sofa. They looked at each other fairly warily as I chuckled at their antics since they weren't too sure about this. We got up the next morning, and as they got ready in the bedroom, I did the same in the bathroom. We arrived at the dealership and sat about. then awaited. I was scowling when noon came and passed. When the service representative emerged, he had a deeper frown. In addition to losing a water pump, I also sustained some engine damage as a result. I was told that by tomorrow at noon, we would be prepared to go. The boys and I then took a taxi to the same hotel, carrying our bags this time, after making the same phone calls as the previous day. I was certain that we could obtain our rooms. No way. Our king-size bed-equipped room was no longer available as a matter of course. We were given a room with a single queen bed, a fold-out sofa, and a rollaway bed. We then made ourselves comfortable in our room. I believe the guys enjoyed not having to share a bed this particular night. Before supper, we had some downtime, so as the boys watched television in the room, I walked to the nearby tiny shopping centre with a Dollar General store. I didn't find anything, but I did pick up a deck of cards in the hopes that we could play if we were too bored since they and my sons used to play cards for hours in the past. Around four o'clock, I returned to the hotel room and discovered that the men had gone across the street to get a six-pack. When they saw my scowl and glanced up at me, Matt inquired, "What? Do you mind, Mrs. Driggs, if we have a beer? You might have gotten plenty for me too, you know," I moaned. I questioned, "Only a six-pack?" while pointing to the little case. As Matt and Randy giggled, Randy answered, "Okay," getting up and putting on his shoes before adding, "I'll go over and grab some more beer." "Great, and I'll get pizza," I chuckled. I added, "Oh, and I grabbed some playing cards as well," remembering what I had purchased. Great, we can defeat you in a game of poker, remarked Matt. As I passed the edge of the bed on my way to the bathroom, I giggled and mock-swatted his feet. We finished our pizza within an hour, and I had already had two beers. I questioned Randy jokingly, "You sure you've got enough there, Randy," since I was a little taken aback when he returned with a twelve-pack. Since it was inexpensive and he could take the leftovers home with him anyway, he just laughed, as did Matt. We began playing cards because we were so sick of watching television, even though there wasn't even a baseball game. Initially rummy. I insisted on playing poker even though the lads wanted to. After another hour and a second drink for each of them, I had thoroughly defeated them both. They were also not acting like polite losers. When the complaining became too much, I gave in and said, "Okay, let's play poker then." I groaned and said, "This is fairly dull stuff since we're not playing for anything," after each of us dealt through three rounds. Well, none of us is carrying much cash, Mrs Driggs, Matt said with a chuckle. We could play for apparel, Randy replied with a chuckle. "Now Randy, I'm old enough to be your mother," I snarled at him. Do you want to see the name of a middle-aged lady if you two were to win? What do you mean I'll get lucky and win? demanded Matt. Moreover, Randy said, "You're a hot looking woman." You've had much too much to drink, young guy, I said as I turned to face him. Your vision is being impacted. I said, "I'd beat you guys brutally," and I turned to face Matt. We'd strip you off in no time, he boastfully retorted. You look gorgeous; he's correct about that. "Let me grab another round of beer and we can prove it," he said while grinning. to what end? I had no idea. I just recall telling the little fellow to "go for it." He got out of bed, walked to the in-room refrigerator, and drew out three beers, giving one to Randy and one to me as we cracked open the bottles. God, what the hell am I getting myself into? I was wondering to myself as I laid my head back. Deal the cards, kid! I commanded Matt after finishing my drink. Boy?!" he yelled as he turned to face the sky. He gave out five cards to each player and said, "Joker's wild, as well as twos," which made me grin. A piece of clothes is removed by the worse hand. I gathered my playing cards and examined them. A pair of clubs, a king of hearts, and garbage. Give me three, I shouted as I threw the three cards on the ground. Matt accepted three when Randy claimed he wanted two. I grinned as I studied my new cards since the king of clubs had been dealt to me, giving me two kings and a wild card. I placed my hand in front of me as Matt said, "Show 'em." When I saw that Matt had three fours and Randy had three fives, the two lads both moaned. I sat on the bed and laughed as Matt slipped his socks off without saying a word. I was in serious trouble when Randy dealt. There is neither a wild card nor a face card. And I received nothing that even came close to giving me a chance to avoid having the worst hand. As I scowled and took off my calf-high nylons after laying the cards down, I was confirmed to be right. In the next two rounds, Randy finished with a low hand each times, and I saw him remove his shirt. Once his shirt was off, I felt myself quiver a little as I took in the sight of his wide, muscular chest and flat stomach. I felt odd. My crotch was signaling to me that it liked this. I was also attempting to convince myself that we should end this while my thinking was impaired by booze. Randy traded. My blouse was lost as I attempted a straight. Literally. I gently undid my top's buttons, lifted it off my shoulders, and threw it on the ground. Matt was reduced to wearing just his underpants after losing the last two hands. His clearly extremely massive cock was hard at work trying to escape its confines, and I chuckled as I watched. He's aroused, I realized. My middle-aged physique excited this young guy! I misplaced the next hand, and after removing my pants, I caught sight of the two young men's lecherous eyes. I was aware that they were already getting their way with me in their heads. also in my head? I yearned for it. My extremely erect nipples weren't being well concealed by my lacy white bra. and when I looked down at my underwear, I could clearly see a wet patch that had developed just at the opening of my womb. Deal, Randy," I gasped out. He dealt the next round after taking the cards. He also lost. My eyes sprang out when he rose and changed out of his pants. Nothing could conceal that cock of him, not even his white boxers. He sat back on the bed, and the sight astounded me.