Pru added, "Sergeant, you and the Sergeant are going to have a lot in common for the next few days: she is my chief of staff. I hope you will take the...opportunity to get acquainted." Sergeant Xing bowed and left with suitable courtesies.When the sergeant had disappeared, the two women embraced briefly. Pru's hug was returned gently. "Maeve, I'm really glad to see you. Thanks so much for coming. I hope Captain Ish didn't give you a hard time about it." No, m'am, not a word. He still thinks you. Monday morning was a thrill. It started at 6:30 a.m. with Tess jumping on her mother's bed – with me in it, of course. "JAMES. JAMES. It's time to wake up." The message must have come with directions: Repeat until the teenager is awake. She was dressed already, and I was still dressed from last night. She had on jean shorts, and an overly large COEDS t-shirt."Is that your mom's t-shirt." She nodded. "I don't think that ... uh..." I ran out of words to explain why wearing a t-shirt from a strip. For the first time, I had control but I guessed that was only because he wanted to change anyway and felt guilty at leaving me alone. While he was gone I looked around the room. It was spacious, modern and what I think they term 'minimalist' in style. The seats were real leather with glass-topped tables between them and a sideboard at one end of the room. All were bereft of ornaments, photos or magazines. No clutter anywhere at all. Likewise the walls were bare except for two modern looking. I don’t know if she’s notices or not but she keeps going. I wonder if she did so I turn my head to look at her and then I see what I have been missing.My husband is kneeling behind her, kissing her back and nudging his prick towards her slit. My first thought is I might have got away with cumming. Then she pushes my bum down so I’m lying flat, still full of the fake cock, as she kneels behind me. Her hands move onto my back, she is no longer fucking me. She’s too busy concentrating on his cock.