Flustered, I got up from the table. “I have to go to the bathroom.” I left the kitchen and walked down the hall to clear my thoughts. I went to th...e sink first, splashing water over my face as I ran my hands over my head. What am I going to do? I asked myself. I was hopelessly attracted to my daughter’s best friend, and she wanted me too. It was only a matter of time before we both succumbed to our temptations. It was when I was thinking about this when I heard the door open. It was Ashley.. I just wanted to be your whore. ..I just wanted to fuck your brains out!’ As I said that I moved my other free hand to feel his cock that was springing to life and I was hoping it was about to become just one more of my victim that would be added to a long list of men in my life. A life that was already developed way beyond my years. ‘You fucking bitch!’ Suddenly he slapped me again and shoved me down in front of him and pulled out his limp cock… took his free hand gripped my head to hold. “So what do you do for a living then Rob?” she asked. “Write pornographic stories for a sleazy magazine that pays good money for them. How about you?” “Just recently moved from.. er..New York and looking for work at the moment.” she lied. “Your accent doesn,t sound American” he interrupted. “Oh no. I Was Born in Essex, but my father is American from Columbus, Ohio.” she qualified the myth. “What sort of work you looking for?” “ Anything to do with computers as I,m good with that line.” she. He sat me on the edge, while he went in, the water not reaching his waist, then lifted me, a hand under each armpit. Effortlessly, he lowered me slowly, my naked body sliding down his dark muscled chest, until I felt something between my half open legs, stopping further downward progress.I opened them a little more and felt pressure at the entrance to my pussy, then I was sliding down, being impaled on his cock, feeling it sliding smoothly into me, filling me totally. I threw my legs around his.