He’s been fucking her for months now.” I had no idea where she was going with this, so I stayed quiet. “He thinks I don’t know, but I’m not ...tupid. I could smell her on him when he used to ‘come home late from a meeting.’ So you know what I did? I left a tape recorder running in his office one afternoon after dropping by unexpectedly. I want you to hear this…” She fumbled in her filing cabinet and pulled out a tape recorder. Laying it on the table in front of me she inserted a tape and pressed. 10 miserable minutes later, they stood on the doorstep of Samantha's largehouse. She was insisting they step in before Paul got a chill, but hismother said there was no chance she would let him ruin her lovely carpet.(It was cream, and deep pile, in case you're wondering). So Paul strippedright there and came into the house wrapped in a towel. "Don't you worryabout a thing, Paul, we'll have you clean, dry and warm in no time," saidSamantha noting how skinny he was for his age. "Run up and knock. I could see the desire and utter determination in his eyes. He was going to do as he pleased and no-one would stop him. He licked and sucked at my tits till he could feel my nipples erect while rubbing my clit. I was trying to fight back the tingling sensations running through my body. I closed my eyes and clenched my fists, trying to convince myself that I wasn't feeling anything. I found myself unable to sit still as those sensations became stronger. My hips were moving back and forth almost. I looked around in darkness for a while until I heard a light knock on my door, it was Rita again. “Randy please, I’m so sorry! Won’t you talk to me?” “I don’t want to say anything I'll regret, just leave me alone and go to bed!” “I’m not leaving until you open the door!” “Just leave!” Nothing else was said, but I could still hear her crying softly. As much as I wanted to go to her, I wanted to lay there more. "Maybe I'll have cooled down in the morning," I told myself. I looked at the clock,.