I feel so stupid. We’ve known each other for so long, it felt comfortable to take her to get something to eat, after that meeting.”“Do you love ...er?” I dreaded the answer to this, because it could have such a ripple effect on this company, as well as affecting many lives in the process.“No, I don’t love her ... but she is awfully nice, she understands me better than Mary does, or at least I think she does.”“Stan, after we deal with these sales, buy your wife the biggest ring you can and grovel. Our eyes met for a few moments, and we discovered they were speaking the same language and both saying, "You're pretty hot. Care to fuck?"But then we glanced at Jennifer, and we both felt a little ashamed of ourselves. Without having to say a word, we both agreed we were off limits to the other and basically tried to forget about it from that point on that night.As we entered their living room, I felt as if I had walked into the shadow of a big dark storm cloud from the way Jennifer's mother. ‘I just want to know one thing baby, what about your career, having a child is going to mean needing to take time off work and everything, especially for you.’ He looked at her. ‘I would be willing to stay around the house after you need to go back to work, but still it means a dent in your career, can you deal with that?’ This was a topic that they never really talked about before, but it was an important one. If they had a child Gyna would need to take a break from work for at least a couple. "Ready for a morning cum shot?" "Sure am, stud."I busted a thick load on Cydney's pretty face and she smiled while she licked the remaining cum off my cock. "Yummy as always Mr. Hightower." Cydney got a towel to wipe herself off then got back in bed with me. "What's on the agenda for today sweetie?" "Spending the day with my girlfriend." **Two Weeks Later** "Honey, I'm home!" "I'm in the kitchen baby."As soon as I entered the kitchen I was greeted with the sight of Cydney, wearing a long apron.