“Compensation won’t be a problem, either. You see my Dad did very well for himself when he worked on Wall Street. When he died my Mother was well ...aken care of, and he also set up a large trust fund for me, to which I now have access. Mom’s talking about selling the house and moving out west.”“And what are you going to do then?”“Mist ... I mean Jim; I have a proposal for you. What if, instead of compensation, you just gave me room and board? I could stay in the guest room. You won’t have to pay. Preggers, you know?”“I didn’t know...” Jim said.“I never met her, at least I don’t recall having met her,” Paul said.Celia was quick to pick up on her husband’s weak reply. “You didn’t know? Could you have been the one to knock her up?”“Umm, Paul interjected, “This is going off track, guys.”“I just want to know if Jim here, knocked up my roomie,” Celia was pissed, or appeared so.Taking a deep breath, Jim answered his wife’s accusation. “No, I certainly didn’t knock her up. The closest thing to. He leaned her back, massaging her clit with one hand, fondling her breasts with the other. He began kissing her again, passionately. He moved to her neck, and down to her chest. He took her right nipple in his mouth, rolling it around his tongue. He moved to her left breast, bringing his left hand up to the right nipple, spreading her wetness over it. His right hand went to her wet lips, spreading them, entering her. She moaned deep in her throat, pressing against his hand. His mouth went back. You force my legs further apart as you drink greedily. I feel I could die from the exquisite sensations you are bestowing on me. You dart in and out of me and I started to squirm on my chair, moving my hips slightly forwards to meet your mouth as you feast on me. I groan inwardly when you push your finger inside me and massage back and forth, as your tongue continues to flick my bud. Faster and faster you tease me; I am climbing to my release, my body stiffening, the familiar waves starting.