“Please” I giggled as I sat up and began puling at the shorts with my hands. Rudy was completely confused now as my robe was wide open and his eye... were all over me staring at my boobs and wide open bald pussy. “You’ve seen mine; so it’s only fair you show me yours!” The football on the TV was now forgottan as I finally released his cock from the shorts. “Mmmmmm.” I purred as I stroked the shaft with my red manicured nails, “somebody takes after their father.” “Mum!” he groaned; “Too much. She was getting ready to help me pull on my shorts when I stopped her."Just let me just relax for a minute, Kaneesha."She nodded, so instead of pulling up my shorts. I plopped down on the couch beside her. I stroked my cock slowly because I wanted to stay hard. At the same time, Kaneesha moved her hand to her lap and massaged her clit through her pants."Feels good, huh?" Yeah," she answered, "I really need this." Well," I said, "why don't we just sit here and get off together?"She nodded her. I couldn’t even sing when everyone else started singing Battle Hymn of the Republic.The pride on the faces of my wives and mothers steeled my determination to make sure the President’s sons didn’t have to go to war.I was shaken from my reverie by the distinctive sound made by dozens of boots striking the floor in unison, marching. Turning towards the back of the church, after blinking several times so I could see, I was stunned. Two columns of SEAL Team 17 were marching in, with two columns of. So now on just about every Friday I take off to a hotel room where I've booked a room for 2 days and have hired a girl to meet me there or in the hotel bar or some place casual.I've been doing this for about a year now and something happened in the office where one of the ladies called me to ask if I would want to be seeing her this coming weekend. DAM! Hells!~Bells! I know I haven't gaven out my work number to anyone of the lady's but some how she figured out where I worked must of slipped.