I ask you to relax and say there are no strings attached. I just want to please you. I place my hand on your zipper and feel your hardness. As we make...eye contact, I sense you are nervous, there is no need to be. I look up at you, my eyes pleading for permission to pleasure you. You smile, and I sense the discomfort in your voice as you ask me if “I want to”.“You know I do,” I whisper as my fingers tug at your zipper. Placing your fingers on top of mine, you guide me to take it down. I move. I knew, I had to take matters into my own hand and over the course of the weekend I was trying to figure out what happened, then it hit me, the fact I got home earlier last week might have scared them off. I started preparing the scene by complaining about how much time I will be wasting on a meeting with a prospect next Friday, almost every day I was "struggling", needless to say Friday morning I told Michelle to not expect me for dinner.Friday came, it was already after lunch time so I got. "Fuck! Fuck me!!" I was worried Andrew was going to wake up so I pulled her head back andstuffed my jism-covered finger into Kara's mouth. Her moans were muffled as she began sucking my finger. As she came, her mouth clamped tight around my finger and her pussy clamped around my cock. I continued fucking her as her orgasm faded away. She reached back and pushed me backward freeing my dick from her soakingpussy. She then spun around and dropped to her knees. With a grin she opened her sweet. I had no idea what I wanted in a bedroom other than I didn’t want the master bedroom for myself. Maybe when I got older I would, but I was still tripping over the idea of having my own private bathroom.The one thing my dad and I agreed on was upgrading the studies. With the south halls having the ballroom, game room, and pool, my dad insisted a south study be rebuilt where the south wing attached. The north wing would be removed as well (another 8 million in recovered marble due to the two.