Kathuria understood my predicament and let me go, “Climb up the stairs and walk into the room on the left, we will have our dance in private”. He ...alked away as he said those words.I was caught in a real fix. I knew that this was a chance to impress Kathuria and get my husband the promotion he so badly wanted, but I also had no idea what would happen if I walk into that room. Also, I knew I had no time to contemplate. So I followed my gut instinct and took the stairs and walked into the room,. Adam and Alex had setup their kitchen table as a full on office with proper office chairs, 5 big monitors in total and it looked great (they both have office jobs). In the spirit of working from a home office, Alex and Adam were both wearing full business suits. I felt a little under dressed in my red speedo.After a brief greeting Adam asked where my goggles were? He said that this is replacing my swimming routine so I should do it properly.I didn’t bring my swimming goggles.They must have. Only he wouldn’t fall for her, like his poor brother… ‘If I had wanted too, I could have fucked you before,’ he whispered huskily into the pink shell of her ear. ‘I would fuck you hard up against the door and you would have loved every minute of it, wouldn’t you Cathy?’ ‘Stop it,’ she whispered helplessly. ‘Yes, you would have loved it. You would beg me to pound you senseless with my hard cock, beg me to make you come, come hard. And even then, I wouldn’t stop, I would only fuck you harder,. “Hon.” Beatrice came out to her son just as he was about to leave. “Here, some spending money.” Beatrice handed her son a hundred dollar bill, as she smiled at him. “Oh wow, thanks, mom.” Thomas looked a bit surprised as he took the bill depicting Isaiah Jefferson, the first black president. “You look very handsome.” Beatrice leaned in and gave her son a small hug as she whispered. “I know she’s going to say yes.” Beatrice leaned back. Thomas got such a surprised look on his face. Somehow his.