That's a ridiculous thing to say." You don't get an idea like that from nowhere. Tell me what's been said!"A throwaway remark of Erika's." Such as?" S...he said that a with a woman like you at my side, the possibilities are limitless." I'm sure there must be a law against this kind of thing." What kind of thing?" Making a person's position in a company dependent on the sexual favours of their partner." I wouldn't mind..." — You wouldn't mind what?" You know — you and Erika together. I've always. .” I started.“Hush, Dad. I’m working on my positive affirmation here.”Jess’s turn to smirk. Megan saw it, feigned exasperation.“Look, Jess ... I’m glad you’re happy. I’m glad Dad’s happy. Sometimes I wish it was MY turn...”“Megan,” Jess said softly, “I got out of that scene. All the physically mature, mentally stunted boy-men and women with six-year old self restraint. And that was months before your bright idea ... I was READY for a proper man to whom I could be a proper...”“If somewhat. “And did you swallow it?”“Yes,” I said, lowering my voice to the same level as hers. “I swallowed lots of his cum over the time we were together that way.”She kissed me again, sliding her tongue between my lips, then moved away just a bit. She pushed the sheet down and put her hands on my breasts.“Did your dad like these beautiful, big tits?” I smiled and nodded. “Did he play with them? Did he kiss and lick them? Did he suck your perfect nipples?” I nodded again. “Did he ever fuck your tits?” I. I heard the shower door open and I went back downstairs with the vision of what I had just seen fresh in my mind. My face felt flushed and I could not believe I was so hot and bothered by seeing my son masturbating. Ed had left a message on the phone, he wouldn't be home for dinner, no surprise there. Jay came bouncing down the stairs and kissed me on the cheek. I moved about the kitchen as always, getting dinner ready, we made small talk all the usual stuff. I turned around and noticed Jay's.