There was something about Ashley, something about us, I couldn’t put my finger on it. But I could feel the attraction between us in the room. And be...ing a married man, a pastor, it scared me. The silence was broken when my bookmark fell out of my book and slid onto the floor. Ashley was quick to bend over to pick it up. “Oh, let me get that for you”, she said as she bent over. I felt a little guilty as I stole a quick glance of her small, roundly-shaped butt. I broke out of my trance. “Oh, no,. Anne then mentioned that Maria had calledover the weekend and her mother was not doing well and she would haveto remain in Mexico to take care of her for the foreseeable future.Therefore, her position was also available. And Harold and Annethought I would be perfect, especially since I've done so well duringthese last few weeks. They offered to pay me $500.00 per week in cash.As a further incentive, they said we could continue to stay withthem, which would save us a considerable amount of money. I love it. I can’t hold out much longer. “Do it for Mike and me,” my man whispers as we kiss passionately while he is grasping my ass cheeks and digging his fingernails in. It hurts but I like it, as Mike is curling two fingers into my very wet cunt.I can’t hold out much longer as my man repeats, “Do it for Mike and me,” as he squeezes my ass cheeks even harder.Then my third orgasm for the session. My whole body is shaking as I take great delight in two men watching me enjoying a tremendous. They embraced slowly and held on to each other for some time. A simple embrace, that for them, stopped time and space for a moment. They had been through such great pain. Scott walked into the den where his father and Bonnie were holding each other and weeping. “Dad? Bonnie? Are you alright?” Michael turned to his son and quickly responded. “Bonnie will be moving into the guest house.” Part 2 Scott had a good healthy relationship with Bonnie. No one could replace the memory of his mother,.