She pushed her into the nearby study and closed the door after her. “Hello?” Rochelle resumed on her conversation. “Yes, sorry. My daughter. So ...on’t we know why the first quarter budget files were corrupted?”As Rochelle’s voice faded down the hall, Diana made herself comfortable on the sofa, where she had a full view of the driveway. Heart occasionally skipped a beat in anticipation. Soon she heard the echos of a motorcycle engine, then the blurred figure jetting up the winding driveway.. I sit at the opposite end while he hugs Allie and gives her a polite kiss on the cheek. He sits himself we exchange formal greetings. I think about what else to say, and Carter goes off and starts talking to Allie. “What’s your full name again?” He asks. “Alicia.” She responds. “Oh wow, Alee-see-ah haha that beautiful, baby.” For the next hour it was Carter’s show. Never once did he make us feel awkward or uncomfortable. For better or worse he had us. We found ourselves ordering a few more. In complete silence, he withdrew from me, put on his shoes, shirt and without cleaning up at all, his trousers. He put his under shorts and tie in his pocket and staggered off into the night. I heard his car start and the tires screeching as he drove off.I went into the bathroom to cleanup the river of cum that was flowing down my legs and contemplated what had happened to me. Yes, I had enjoyed it, but that wasn't the point. He didn't give a shit if I did or not, he was going to have his way. She put her arms around me, pulling my face into her breasts while she continued to grind against my stomach. "You're such a good boy," she kept saying. And then it was over.I never forgot that. As I grew older all I wanted to do was get back into that shower again with her. Since I couldn't figure a way for that to happen, I started feeling her panties and bras to get the feeling she was close. One day, when I was s*******n, I was laying on her bed. I had my pants off and I was rubbing.