I freshned up and went down to the dining table. I asked servant to bring coffee. My mother brought me coffee. She asked why did I not come to her roo.... I was silent. U come to my room I want to talk to u she said. I finished my coffee and went to her room and asked her why she called me. She was quiet. She said that she is fed up with my father and She hesitated, then sheepishly said that my father is seeing other womens . He called me an old bag. She started weeping again . I said dont worry. Josh and I were knocking on the Giamatti’s door, and awaiting within was sex, and it was kind of scary. The sex wasn’t scary—well maybe the prospect of sex with another woman was intimidating; I had never done that before, and both Lisa and Jennifer had hinted that it was very much a possibility—but I had no idea what this would do to Josh’s and my marriage. Would we both get jealous? Or worse, would one of us love it and the other get jealous?Lisa opened the door, all smiles. There were. The length of my shaft plunged into her womb and she opened her eyes wide, as if in shock, as she felt herself being impaled on my cock. Tears sprang to her eyes and she let out a shattering groan as her juices poured down my cock. I could feel the tip of my cock pressed hard against her cervix and then she began to lift herself on my cock, gyrating a little before dropping back down onto my loins. I could feel her pussy contracting as she pressed her hips down harder, enveloping my cock with. ”His hand returned, first to make a long pet from my forehead to my nape, then he returned to fondling the hair on my head, as well as that spilling down my back. I let him go for a few minutes, then slowly sat up.“Brett. I ... You...”I knew what I wanted to say but could not figure out how to say that if he had kept at it much longer, I was going to have to remove my PJs and try to get his off him. I breathed deeply, then made a stab at something completely different.“Thank you. That felt ....