A shadowy, bright figure came into focus.“Aunt Laura ... Mom? Is that you Mom?” Brad asked feeling as if still half asleep.“Oh, so now that I’... dead, he finally decides to call me Mom!” Laura kidded sarcastically, gesturing with her arms.“Yes honey, it’s me,” Laura spoke softly.“But ... but, how can that be, am I dead?”“No, you’re not sweetie.”“But how, am I dreaming?”“My, my you have so many questions. The mind, it’s a very powerful instrument when it wants to be. You can call it a very vivid. You keep telling me how busy you are, and your apologising, but I put my finger to your lips to silence you......you stop talking and your staring at me. I can see your hunger and it makes my heart beat faster.I step back again, I bend over and pull you up by your tie playfully, I walk you backwards and let you fall into your office chair. You don't fight it. You play along willingly, and obediently.......... just as well!I move to the other side of your desk and I lean forward. You can see. Jenny had her top button open and she had fairly large breasts. She had her short skirt pulled up showing her thighs and I am sure she knew where I kept looking. I also started to wonder if she was trying to get my attention now that my wife was not around. I wanted to change the topic and I said, “how about we stop and get something to eat?” Jenny said “Let’s go to the pizza place near the house, that way we can talk for sometime before we head home.” The restaurant was. So Sandy said, "Okay, but only if I can shower first. I worked my ass off today and feel really dirty."The guys jumped, when they heard that. They said that this was a dare and they wanted me to eat her pussy right now. Especially after a hard day's work. I wasn't so sure I wanted to eat it now. By the looks on everyone's face, including Sandy's, she must smell pretty rank down there.Well, she finally agreed and took me in the bedroom. She whispered to me, "I'll fake it and then go take a.