He was standing right in front of me breathing quite heavily. He smelled strongly of aftershave although I couldn't figure out which one. I looked up ...at him and he kissed me ever so softly of the lips. God he was so hot. He then started kissing my neck which was making me so damn horny. I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed him against the table and pulled down my soaked knickers. He pulled down his trousers and pulled me close. I sat on top of him, sliding his rock hard cock into my tight, wet. ”I worked through February at the office, feeling slightly better as the first round of chemo wore off. I was still dreadfully tired all the time. I dragged myself to work, back home, and then straight to bed.I had the first infusion of my second round in late February. I was barely meeting my responsibilities at work. In fact, I certainly would have been falling behind, except that Burton did a lot of work that I was supposed to do. Then the COVID pandemic hit and the firm moved to working. Of course Carol asked what mom was talking about, and to my chagrin, momexplained.Carol, who was as big a ball buster as mom, insisted I model them, thedresses, for her. I saw no harm in that because I knew that Carol would do nothing to hurtme or embarrass me.I modeled all five dresses. Carol loved them all and said that I made apretty sister and, just like grandma yesterday, insisted we go out todinner and I wear one of the dresses. I really didn't want to but Carolis not the kind of person I. You miss me?” How do I answer this? I did kind of miss him, but did I want to say that? What would happen if I did? I must have zoned out in thought because before I could answer he spoke again. “Looks like you do. You’ve been looking up my shorts the whole time and that little dicklet of yours in getting hard in your shorts.” Holy shit….as I snapped to I realized he was right. I had been looking up at his cock the entire time since he got up there and my “dicklet” as he affectionately.