That means I get to do dinner tonight, at least the entrée. A couple of weekends ago we did a Saturday full of cooking, the idea being that we'd stoc... our freezer with frozen entrées that we could pop into the oven for dinner. Today it's lasagna.What I'm saying is that life is normal, like in 'He'll be home at a quarter to five or I'll get a phone call' normal. A 'Don't do anything for dinner. Be thinking of a restaurant' normal.And the gigglingly abnormal. "I'm on the way home, Jenn. Do I need. The remainder of the afternoon past like whirlwind. My boss Roger was thrilled with my report and gave me a compliment in our meeting with a new client that left me red and embarrassed. I wanted to slip out of the office before Chad could catch me and make good on his promise to take me to dinner, at 4:30 I started packing up my laptop and shutting down my desktop computer.“Come on,” I hissed waiting for the computer to shut down. Finally the screen went blank and I raced for the door running. And with Camp Pendleton, Tustin, and El Toro there is a good chance I may get stationed close by.”“But there also is not.”“True. But we will see. And who knows, Linda may decide to follow me for college, we still have years to decide on things.”Finally the wine was all drunk, and Rosie bid us goodnight. We both got undressed and Linda pulled on a nightshirt and we cuddled in her bed until we fell asleep.When I woke up the next morning Linda was already in the kitchen with Rosie. They were. She was moaning as I pounded my cock into her hot cunt. She was moaning, "Oh baby, yes, yes fuck your aunt, give me another load of your hot cum up my pussy, fill your aunt up, fuck me sweetie, yes pump your sperm in me, shove it in me, fuck me, oh baby I love this don't stop, just keep fucking me and fucking me and fucking me." I certainly was not going to disappoint her and continued pounding her pussy as hard and deep as I could. Her eyes rolled back as she began to orgasm and I could feel.