They,re at it again!” whispered an amused Burt. “I,m surprised. Mom has been mad at him and will barely talk to him right now!” I replied. “So...unds like they,re fucking and making up for it. Let,s sneak up and have a listen.” Before I could stop him he was out of my bed and padding toward their room down the carpeted hall way with me following, both of us in just a pair of underpants. We stopped just outside my parents bedroom door which was never shut and listened to the protesting bed. “Why. An Adonis entered the fray. He must have been 6 foot 4, with the washboard abs and thick biceps of a disciplined man with the greatest luck in genetics. She lazily looked up, and bolted upright upon seeing the fine specimen in front of her. Her thin, pale legs instinctively parted to reveal a direct entranceway to heaven, wetting at the sight of a thick 8 inch cock, pointing almost at the sky and shaved totally bald."Baby..." She said as the man clambered on to the bed and grasped her dark. He did seem a bit fretful today on the set. Besides, it’s your first week. He’ll warm up to you, you’ll see.” We talked of other things. I told her about my desire to become a journalist and my lack of success in finding a suitable job somewhere. She then told me that she actually wanted to become a software analyst, but she quit college and started working for Daniel Stevens instead. She’s been working for him for two years. She told me stories and anecdotes about her job. She told me that. Just me pumping into Stella’s cunt like a beast, without a moan of appreciation. She hardly looked into my eyes. I came, and we slept. That was last night.And now it was past.Today is what matters. And today is my interview. I wake up to what could have been one of those normal mornings for us. But it isn’t. Those mornings are past. The sunlight sifts through the mesh of the curtains, and falls on our faces. I glance briefly at the divine face in front of me – Stella, her beautiful alabaster.