Most of the time Esther ran the business as I was now looking at it as a “part time” hobby, mostly to allow Joy personal time to her self and her ...hobbies without me being under foot.Several of my friends had already retired at young ages, so we spent a lot of time on the golf course or in the club house playing cards or cribbage. None of us were big drinkers. A social gin and tonic or scotch sipped for a couple of hours held us over.It was 10 am on a Wednesday and the office was slow. I. He'll show up whenever you need him. Use him in your office"They continued using me like that for a few minutes, and Daddy eventually shot his load down my throat. He had me keep him in my mouth, licking and sucking, while Ed kept up his assault on my hole. Eventually, Ed's strokes slowed, and his breathing quickened, and before I knew it, he was collapsed over me, grunting, clearly shooting his raw load inside my ass."What'd you think, Ed? Good little cock slut isn't he?" Daddy asked."Hell. Unless you chicken out!" she taunted."No, no backing out on my part" I responded, my head was spinning.As he strode towards us, he and Amie kept staring into each others eyes. When he got to us he just stops and stares at Amie, totally ignoring me. Amie was breathing shallowly, sipping her drink and just staring deep into his eyes. Finally after a long few moments, he turns to me and says, "Do you mind if I dance with your fine lady?" I just nodded OK and he takes her by the hand and leads her. Desperate for a source of heat, we pressed ourselves against each other. Carrie’s arms were wrapped around me as our dancing devolved into simply swaying back and forth, rotating and occasionally making a step to the side. ‘You didn’t have to do this.’ She whispered as she rested her head on my shoulder. Her eyes were closed as she drank in the moment. Her hair brushed by my nose, tickling it just a bit. It had been doing so for a while, but her shampoo smelled nice, so I didn’t mind. ‘No.