Then the gifts began to dwindle, although they became even more rare and amazing, there were less of them. And still no invitation or request... the b...autiful, proud Goddess was confused and starting to feel somewhat anxious. Although Zeus frustrated her, and she knew that he would be unfaithful, she did love him. She had hoped that having to work for her hand, rather than surrendering it freely, would make him value her more... now she worried that she'd taken it too far.One day when no gifts. Now, suddenly, everything that she had taken for granted had been thrown into doubt, in the most disturbing and disorienting way. She was forty-one years old and had been happily and unquestioningly married for the last sixteen of them – dear God, she had two sons, now aged ten and thirteen! She had a good and loving relationship with her husband, Steve, and whilst after so many years together they were naturally used to each other and had their comfortable and predictable routines, still. I put on my tiniest pair of cut-off jeans, a thin cotton top with ragged sleeves and bare midriff and without any bra. My dark brown nips were showing quite prominently on the tops of my 36C breasts, which jiggled nicely when I moved. I looked at myself in the mirror, fluffed down my rough boy short platinum locks and got a thrill thinking about shagging that hot guy downstairs in the living room who also happened to be me dad.I walked down the stairs softly and came upon him sitting on the. Slowly I stretched his balls away from his body as he moaned out. I continued milking my college-aged former son, churning up all his pent up baby juice that he'd been saving.I remember the days when my wife would sweat out her late periods, nearly OD'ing on plan B pills days and sometimes weeks after taking two, sometimes three loads a night from the young men we had helped. She begged for their seed every single night yet prayed to the heavens that she would not need terminate anything. I.