"Yeah, I'll be fine.. I think haha.. we'll see. I left my medicine at home." I said laying down in the car. "Well let's pick some up." He said. "Nah, ...'ll be fine. If I really don't feel well we can just go home early, okay?" He nodded in agreement. Before I knew it we were at his dad's and we made our way into the house. They greeted us warmly, and we got dinner ready. There was about 15-20 of us at the house, all just family eating and talking about the past year. I got my food and sat down. He had doubled back. Chuckling, he asked, ‘Which is it, Suz? Confidently I said, ‘Eleven on my left and twelve on my right, sir.’ I even remembered my place and addressed him correctly. I was so proud of my mental prowess. I had it nailed. ‘You sure?’ My voice sounded funny, I guess because of all the blood pooling in my head. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. He wouldn’t be mean enough to joke at a time like this. I looked at my fingers, my thumb was raised on my left hand and my index. My breath is ragged, my heart beating fast. The lashes stop and then there are fingers diving right into my hot, wet pussy. More than before, maybe two from each hand? Probing inside of me again stirring up my juices. Abruptly they leave my pussy and begin to work their way into my tight ass, wetting me with the juices from my pussy. One finger from each hand entering my hole, pulling it open, and then two fingers spreading me wide.It all stops and I feel a hard cock pushing into my now sopping. "Impeccably dressed men don't show up at your door during dinner to make you life changing opportunities every day. Especially in this economy". Was the thought that went through his mind. "Let's hear it then". Was what he said, disbelief written across his face.The man who had just spoken raised his hand to shoulder level, and the other man stepped back a couple of feet. Still close enough to be in the conversation, but far enough back so that it was apparent who was in command and also close.