I wanted my c***d to be comfortable to come to me and be able to speak freely without any fear or shame. My marriage lasted long enough to produce on... son--Jake. It killed that I only saw him periodically even though I tried to live close to him. But the summer of his fifteenth year was my time to have him and proved to be a true turning point in our relationship. One evening I awakenned with the need to urinate. I stumbled out of bed and into the hallway. I pushed opened the bathroom door. The membrane stretched and stretched and...Popped.I tore through her cherry and entered her virgin flesh. I groaned. She was tight. Almost painfully so. Wet and juicy and silky heaven clenched about my dick. I slid into her slowly. She squirmed beneath me, whimpering into the kiss.She broke it, gasping, “Rick!”“I know,” I groaned and nuzzled to her ear. “I won't hurt you. I love you.”She stiffened, her pussy clenching about my cock. “You do?”“You're my sister.” I licked her earlobe. “How could. ”“What about April,” asked Denise.“Pretty much about the same. We broke up a week ago. She said I worked too much. One of her friends told her I was banging a customer.”“Damn. They said this job will do it to you, but I didn't believe them.”“I know,” I replied. “She was cool with it until a few weeks ago. After one of her friends saw me at Monica's house the other night she went and told April I was cheating on her. I tried to explain why I was there, but she wasn't hearing it.”“Want me to call. "What a nice surprise. I wasn't expecting you." he said. Then turning to everyone he said "You all know Pauline, don't you." They all said hello. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment. "That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. At the same time my husband had slipped his hand under my dress and squeezed my buttocks. It was obvious to everyone what was happening. He tried to slip a.