But at the time I didn't know any better and just stayed away from guys. I later fell in love with your mother and we married and had three wonderful ...children and I thought all was fine. But I still had the pull to certain males. When your mother's sister was around with Charlie, I stated to get thoughts felling really bad. Charlie. Then we went into business together. With us both in the same office together, it happened and I found out he felt the same way. As time went on, we spent more time. It was obvious that she wasn’t exactly eager to go home.“Mom drives me crazy. Dad too. It’s all about being successful, you know?”“All too well,” I chuckled.“Yeah, well, they’re driving me crazy, so I talked them into letting me travel a bit.”There was a long pause. Not awkward. Comfortable. I found that I liked her. Not because she was pretty or hot or my niece, but just because she was likable.“I found your address. Just in case. I was curious. You just sort of disappeared. I mean, there’s. It sends a chill up my spine. He pulls out suddenly, ordering me to ride him. He lays down and I straddle his cock. My pussy hoovers over his long cock. I slowly lower myself onto him, my pussy taking him in. My wet walls expand as I fall down onto his cock. He's so deep and I begin to rock and pump up and down his rod. My heart is racing as I speed up, my tits bouncing. I moan and he groans. "Oh James!" I cry out, fucking him. My body is moving quickly as he grabs my hips and helps me to ride. I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very short ( probably too short ) red leather skirt, white silk blouse and a thick black belt. I’d brought myself a pair of black patent shoes with a 5 ‘ heel, a blonde bobbed wig and my fantasy nails painted to match my lippy compleated the look.I went downstairs and fixed myself a vodka and coke and lit a ciggie to settle my nerves, I sat on one of my bar stools to watch some T.V.Several vodka’s ( about 5 ish ) later I.