As long as you want me, I have decided to have any kind of sex with you that you can dream up. For this whole week, while your father’s gone, I want...you to sleep with me. And anytime he is gone you can treat me like your girlfriend or your wife. You don’t need a condom to fuck me, I had my tubes tied long ago, even though I’m only thirty seven. But we do it when and where I say. Is that a deal?”“Do you think any boy in his right mind would turn down something like that. I decide what…you decide. ..Don't stop!" you demanded, as I devoured your sweetness. Your viselike grip on my head relaxed and I came up for air. I stood as you slipped off the bar stool, straightening your skirt. You arched your neck and pulled me in for another kiss. This time you went for my upper lip, sucking your essence off it. "I'm thinking you like my taste almost as much as I do," you said, pressing your pelvis against my straining hard-on."I'm thinking, I like it more," I replied as my hands cupped your ass. "Monica sat on the couch next to Michelle, taking both of Michelle's hands in her own. I sat on Monica's other side, preferring not to get between them at this point. "Michelle, you are welcome in our home any time you want, for any reason, and for as long as you want," she said, looking calmly at Michelle."Obviously, since you both told me yourselves, I know you two have a history, and I know you both still have strong feelings for each other. I know that you care enough about Marc that you. " He said politely. "I'm sorry to have to tell you that Richard Greaves had a fatal heart attack early this morning."With his first words I thought my time at the company had reached its conclusion. I was surprised though only by the timing. All that left my head immediately I realised what he was saying. Richard was like a second father to me and although I knew he wasn't well this was one hell of a shock.Mark interrupted my thoughts when he said. "Anyway, we all know that you were doing most.