"Mr Stern! I'm glad you're finally back. I need to talk to you." Sorry you had to wait so long, Mrs Westphal." Stern almost didn't recognize her: she ...as wearing a simple top and shorts, no makeup, and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her eyes were red and a little puffy, but he liked the casual look.He collapsed into his just-vacated chair and opened the little refrigerator by his feet."Want a cold beer? I'm parched, myself." He sensed that she was nervous, and he was glad when she. "Spread your legs," she asked which I did. "Um, lift up, lift up your middle."I did and a hand reached under me pulling my cock straight down between my legs. "Nice and wide, open your legs more."There were hands rubbing my butt and mouths kissing and licking my back as hands also played with my balls and dick, petting it and rubbing that wonderful place right under the head. Someone sure knew what they were doing."Feel nice, Frank?" Stephanie asked."Mmm, heavenly," I murmured as her fingertips. With a push of a button from her smartly manicured finger the machine buzzed to life, throwing the mishmash of ingredients around inside it's belly. The house was quiet. Mary rarely listened to music at home, it was relegated to background noise during the morning and evening commute. Most of her life had become background noise for that matter. Her job in middle management overseeing a team of adjusters for Allstate was involving, but it wasn't exactly what anyone would call exciting.Pouring. Emma suggested bacon and egg and I agreed although Emily said that she would have cereal and see how she felt after that. I put the kettle on for coffee. I needed it I had a mouth like the inside of yak’s carpet slippers. All that wine I suppose. Breakfast was good but then again you can’t go wrong with bacon and egg, unless you burn it of course. We drew straws for showers and winner Emily disappeared into the bathroom emerging not much later looking better than she went in. She disappeared.