It was way too late to take the subway so I hailed a cab and made my way to Chelsea. I was dropped off in front of the gallery where I work minutes be...ore opening and threw the key into the lock and ran inside. I threw my Fendi bag down on the desk, turned on the lights and ran to the back and quickly made a pot of coffee. ‘Celeste! Dahling, are you here? Where are you my pet?’ ‘I’m in the back Donata!’ Donata is the owner of the art gallery where I work. She’s from Rome and is one of the most. He hadto chuckle as he realized he did a lot of spying near or in Paul's room.First getting caught by Shelly and then again snooping around on his own.But it was what he found in Paul's room and what he did while in therethat he was thinking mostly of right now. And the fact that he waswearing his son's panties, garter belt and nylons all the time now.Of course he knew Shelly had taken photos of him and had even hinted thatshe might possibly show them to Paul. Would she or not? Might it. I wore six inch heels, a short dress that barely covered my butt. Of course no panties as usual. The front of this dress was low enough so the half bra I wore just about showed my nipples. I know Brad & Doug were both enjoying the view. After a few hours there I was really horny and during my dances with my husband & his Dad I knew I had them both horny. I suggested we go home and continue our good times where only the three of us would enjoy whatever we did.When we got home Brad told me to go. She then got on top of me and moved down to my cock which had already gotten hard again. She put it in her mouth and sucked on. It felt so good, I know she had given blow jobs before, but I never know she was so good at it. I came in her mouth, she swallowed my cum. She moved back up to me and I went down to her pussy and began eating her out. This was something I never Imagined I would be doing with any girl, eating her out this shortly after cumming in her pussy, but I didn't mind, this.