I told her my Wi-Fi and the password. She typed the password I gave to her on her phone. The connection didn’t seem to work.“Let me see your phone...” I said. Dani stretched out her hand and handed me her cell phone.“Sit down,” I instructed, nodding to the office chair beside my desk. Dani sat down as instructed. Dani was twenty and cute beyond all belief, sporting a t-shirt and cutoff shorts that accentuated her figure more than any guy could possibly tolerate.As I typed a password into her. ” —– A few minutes before eight my wife came out of the bedroom wearing the flimsiest nightgown she owned — a light blue thing that barely hid anything underneath. You could easily make out the shape of her tits beneath the sheer cloth, and her dark nipples were plainly visible, as was the dark delta below. She sat down on the sofa facing the door, crossed her legs and lay back. Damn, she was hot. Almost at that minute Tom knocked. I opened the door, and as soon as he stepped inside I. To anyone who knew anything, the ritual appeared perfectly fine, exceptional even."I'm sorry mother." The young man bowed his head, his hands tight against his sides."If I could I would've found a more worthy candidate for the ritual," she turned her head to look at him and rolled her eyes, "and stop bowing like some sort of peasant. You are of royal blood Esau, about time you acted like it."Esau hesitated as he straightened himself. He was a handsome man, in some ways generic, but overall. He wrapped me in his arms and held me like I was a precious bundle. I said nothing and stayed there wrapped in his arms while I let him console me. I drifted off to sleep. I wake a few hours later. I need a shower. I felt dirty.I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the.