The dripping tap called me closer as I bent over the sink, angling my mouth so I could catch the water. I drank deeply, gulping down the cool water as...the ache in my throat subsided.After drinking my fill I turned toward the kitchen entrance to make my way to my bedroom, when suddenly, as I neared the dining table my eyes caught a slight sheen of fractured light.Cold fright washed over my shocked body as the sight of the broken window registered in my mind. Glass lay scattered around the broken. And then the doorbell rang."Now hold my hand and take this ring As we unite in harmony... We can begin to live the dream, the dream that's meant for you and me..." Are you OK, Andy?"It was as if I was hallucinating. There was Diane, in the doorway, with a dozen roses in her hands... for me. *Me*!"I'm in town for a conference with some regional accountants," Diane said, "and I really need a place to stay... you're the first person I thought of... is everything all right?"I shook my head. "Diane,. This wasn’t deliberate, but none-the-less, that was how it was worded.Meanwhile, the network I produced for was seeking more and more titillating and scandalous output. The wanted sex and they wanted controversy.I pitched the show for a joke. Even in this new age I didn’t think they’d go for it. They had got great ratings with my first show, ‘I Wanna Be A Pornstar’ (in which I followed 4 English girls as they set off for California to get into the porn industry), and even bigger viewing figures. She stroked her hard clit a couple of times with the head of his dick then pushed the hard shaft inside of her. It had been decades since she had a cock this big inside of her. She had to work her way down on it slowly. Robert was in heaven and wanted to tell her so but was afraid that if he spoke he would break the spell and his mother would realize she was putting her own sons cock inside of her pussy. Little did he know that his mom was afraid of the exact same thing. So they both stayed.