”He led me to the conference table, and like so many times before, bent me over the edge of the table as if nothing had changed. And between us, th...ankfully, nothing had changed. He fucked me smoothly and lovingly but with all the strength and power that I knew he could give. We both came and I was sure Trudy was outside at her desk smiling and reassured that I was really okay and back with them.* * * * *I had been antsy since arriving home, in the kitchen, setting the dinner table,. ”“Why don’t you send him a text and see if he’s still awake?” I whispered.“Why?”“If he’s still awake, you can go and give him another good night kiss,” I replied, “Then you can just lay with him for ten minutes, you’re not fucking, just laying there with him.”“Oh God, would you mind?” Christy panted and grabbed her phone and, sent James a text.“Are you still awake?”Seconds later, he replied, Yes sweetheart, I’m thinking about you.”“How sweet,” I teased, “Go and spend ten minutes with. It was an exciting thought because she had never given up her favors to a father and son tag team before. On a couple of occasions she had been ravaged by brothers. One memorable night, she had been spanked on her arse and her tits by identical twins with naughty twinkles in their eyes. She couldn't tell one from the other except for the fact that one had a habit of holding his cock motionless inside her before flooding her vagina with copious sticky fluids. For some reason, it drove her crazy. Without a moment of hesitation we simultaneously wrapped our arms around each other and locked our mouths together. Our tongues explored each other's mouths as our hands explored each other's bodies. All the while we slowly inched our way back to the bed. One of my hands planted firmly in her silky hair, pressing her face into mine. My other hand ventured down to that ass I had seen so much but never touched. I skipped caressing it and just forcefully grabbed a handfull to lift and pull her.