He pulled carefully out into traffic and headed west down the boulevard. Zena looked at him in surprise."I though you were taking me home," she said."...I am. I just didn't say whose home," he smiled. "I think you'll be more comfortable at my place and anyway, I wanted to introduce you to Junior. Then, I thought I would invite my folks over for a barbeque and a 'get reacquainted' session." Is this what they call a 'full court press' in basketball?" she asked with a vague smile."Yah ... I guess it. Her body thrashed side to side while Ben continued to pleasure her. ‘Ohh! Mmmm, Oh God! Yes!’ she screamed as the waves of pleasure cascaded through her before she collapsed onto the bed exhausted, panting heavily. When her thrashing subsided Ben curled up beside her. His hands caressed her flesh until her breathing became normal. ‘Oh God Ben! That was amazing!’ she said with staggered breath. When she felt comfortable again she rolled over, Ben now beneath her and her breasts teasingly close. ?" Brad turned to find the counter clerk offering him a pen and the just-printed agreement. "Can you sign on the highlighted line, please, sir?" he asked Brad politely. Brad nodded and bent to his assigned task. Brad accepted the two plastic cards the clerk offered him in a nice envelope."The stairs are right over there," the clerk said and pointed.Brad turned around to see his wife and the old couple skirting a bank of elevators and walking down a hallway beyond."Ash?" he called quietly.. This is an unusual situation, and we have to make our own rules." She reached up and pushed one of the spaghetti straps on her shoulder off, and then the other. The black material slid off her breasts.In the pale light from the living room, she was a gloriously sexy picture. Her tits were bigger than Dee's, slightly more rounded, but the nipples were big like her daughter's, and not as dark. They were already puckered and jutting out. He took two steps and pressed his hips into her, letting her.