How’s your summer going?’ ‘It’s going. How’s Boston?’ ‘Actually, we’re all down here. Doreen and I decided to bring the kids down for ...part of the summer. We’ll head back to Boston in a couple of weeks.’ Bax sounded relaxed and happy, no doubt pleased to be reunited with his family. Brody ignored the jealous feeling that rose up. ‘That’s cool. What do the kids think of it so far?’ ‘So far they think it’s great. Not sure how much longer that’ll keep up, but it’s kind of fun doing the tourist. And I'm going to be fucked – fucked 'till I come – like her. Reaching out, gripping a hand, I draw him near and see my lustful, hungry look reflected in his shining eyes."I want you," I say softly. My lips twitch, saliva pools in my mouth. "I want your cock." It's a favourite of ours: I like to suck and he loves being in my mouth. "I want it now."My words have an immediate effect. There's no joshing me now. He flips off his shoes and hastily unbuckles his belt. I hold his gaze, remaining. Jack was lying back in a lounge chair with a beer in his hand and his hard-on had seemed to disappear. He pointed to a cooler he had brought out with him. "Have a beer with me Sharon?"I took a deep breath and decided to be nice, after all he already had too much to drink and maybe his voyeurism was due to too much alcohol as opposed to something else. "Uh, thanks Jack ... but I think the margarita I had for lunch was enough for me for right now." We lay there in the sun chatting about nothing. "You can still check in on your client profiles, right?" I asked, knowing full well the abilities of all of the people Gary worked with and for, Charles being the head of the company. I heard the clicking of fingers on the keyboard.I gave him the name and the serial number of a client. "All looks well, if anything it looks great, is this one of Gary's clients?" Charles asked."It is Gary," I smiled.Charles's voice stopped as I was sure he was checking other things, "Fuck me," Charles said as I.