"Thanks for the dance, Luke. It was good seeing you again." I turned and started to walk away."Cat, wait." His hand slid from my elbow to my upper arm...and held me in place. "I'd like to see you again. We have some things to discuss." He tipped my chin up, forcing my eyes to meet his. "Please?" No, Luke. It's no use digging up the past."This time he didn't stop me when I turned to leave. I could feel his eyes follow me as I crossed the dance floor and went into the house. Susan caught up with me. It would take three years more before one morning Jim got out of bed and sitting at the breakfast table all alone was, yes you guessed it, Amy. Jim walked over poured himself a coffee and took a seat. A few minutes later Makayla joined them. Amy said nothing and Jim said even less so it was Makayla who asked the question.“Where’s Sammy?”Amy looked across at her, “he didn’t tell you?”“No, why would he tell me anything?”“I thought you were his plant to let him know what I was doing so he had. He did it gently; he had suddenly realized that it might be better if she woke up mid-way through, already turned on before she was even conscious. Though she still slept, he could see that his efforts were having an effect; her breathing was growing steadily deeper, and every now and then she breathed out a sigh and moved a little.She didn't wake up until he had already paid some homage to her breasts and was halfway down her stomach. Her breathing gave a sudden hitch and she moved. She started fucking me softly and slowly in the beginning looking right into my eyes, and calling me all sweet names.She was so wet that, when I looked at the base of my cock, I could see the cum dripping at the opening and lubricating my cock. With her banging movements getting stronger and stronger, I could feel my balls shuddering. She was very good at the art of fucking.I was lying down and enjoying her body working around my cock some times, she just reduced the speed of fucking and looked.