" His brain fogged. "You have, um, g-generative parts. And, er,ch-ch, I mean, b-b..." Oh Charles, you are quite uneducated aren't you?"He protested. "...No! I know law, constitutional history, naturalphilosophy..." But you don't know anything important. For instance, take yourgenerative part." She tweaked the bulge that showed in his trousers,despite his best efforts to conceal it. "What do you call it?" My penis." Yes, but what's it doing now?" It's...it's hard. And, um, enlarged." It's called an. The past few days I have been thinking non-stop about our close encounter in your room the other day. I have dreamt about the things you did to me, the things I wanted to do to you. The way you made me feel that night, made me feel like no woman has ever made me feel. Seeing you brought new feelings to me, I knew it was love. It was the best night and also my worst. I knew I couldn’t keep up the pretence any longer, I had to tell you before it was too late. If my Dad taught me anything in. He wasn’t really his uncle, just that he had been a very close friend of the family from Ian’s birth. Tom had heard about Alec leaving and wanted to come round to commiserate. I did wonder what that meant but agreed he could. On his arrival I still was braless from my afternoon but had my usual stockings and heels. I had wondered why I had just put on some more lipstick when a loud knock gave me a jolt and I opened the door to some flowers and Tom. Stepping in he gave me a cuddle which lasted. His hand found my breast and squeezed hard, pulling my torso firmly against him. He owned me completely.I moaned back at him, “Yesss…Alex…yes…fuck me…please…” He thrust a dozen more times then withdrew entirely. My heart sank. I looked over my shoulder as stood on his knees. I feared the situation had scared him, that I was about to lose him forever. I was so wrong.He grabbed my knee and pulled it toward him. I rolled to my back, my legs opening before my son. He was looking directly at.