I gestured to the chair opposite me on the other side of the desk. “Congratulations on your forthcoming marriage,” I said to open the conversation..., “would you care for a coffee?”“I don’t suppose you have anything stronger?”“A glass of wine? I always keep some in just in case.”“Sounds ideal.”“Yvonne can you sort out a couple of glasses for us. The wine’s in the fridge.”Yvonne stood up and walked rather awkwardly to the kitchen area. When she came back she put two glasses and the bottle on my. She did not notice me standing behind (and I had no intentions to move aside) and she came right into me. My dick literally went into her ass and my friends that was the most exciting thing that ever happened to me, my entire body trembled with joy. Her ass was so soft… So fleshy… I still can feel it as I write. Kantha too realised this and jumped with surprise. I acted innocent and she quickly moved away but I saw a small smile spread across her face. This was a clue to me to go forward. But I. Megan sat up straight and faced her mother.“What do you mean?”“If he’s going to act like a baby, you should start dressing him like one. Let’s get him some outfits for the big toddler he really is. You should dress him in rompers, diaper shirts, onesies, and hey–why not little girl dresses?”Megan giggled to herself.“And now that you’ve got a real man in your life, it’s time to convert his room into a proper nursery fit for a big baby.”Megan was clearly intrigued by the idea and her mind raced. Last night, being Christmas Eve, she'd disappeared about nine o'clock and only resurfaced some twelve hours later with a strange man in tow. Maybe I was being harsh but it came as a surprise when Sarah said her mother rarely brought men back with her. The one this morning had looked at Sarah in a way that sent a shiver down her spine. She did not know why, all he had done was look and there was a smile, of sorts, on his face, but she felt that she should get out and away from him. As soon as.