"Damn that's good to hear. We can't miss, Andy. We just can't."Wick and Fiona were back in our plant the next afternoon. I knew they were coming becau...se I had a very nice phone call from Grant Loren telling me that they were now in production on the coffee pods and Flex-Tek was the reason. He thanked me for making Wick available and for going the extra mile. Those are the kind of phone calls I'll take any day of the week.We had heard no more from the Ventriss family and we had the letter from. You stand still for a moment, listening for any movement, then start tiptoeing down the hall to the room where John is sleeping.A floorboard creaks and you freeze, listening for any indication that you’ve woken someone. You still have the chance to pretend you’re heading for the bathroom, but this is the point of no return.“What’s the worst that could happen?” you ask yourself, tentatively resuming your journey.You could get caught in the hallway…You could get caught in his room…You might wake. "I knew how horny young sixteen-year-olds could get, so I had no trouble imagining Marty jerking himself off all over the house. It made my overheated cunt twitch and drool with arousal. Talking so wantonly with my own son like this as I jacked off his cock was the most exciting thing I'd ever done."What do you think of when you're doing it, honey?", I asked, wanting him to excite me with his fantasies."I think of... girls and... women... with no clothes on..." he replied hesitantly, "and.....". The people who had just come out, helped me up, and smiled when the lady said, “He, don’t break it, don’t let the ‘würst’ get cold”. She winked and then continued on their way.I walked in, and on seeing that June was busy with registering the new guests I took a seat near the fire place and picked up some magazines. The only ‘regular’ reading material was the newspaper, the rest was erotic, Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, etc. Ok, nice! I started reading them but forgot for a moment that I had.