Come upstairs and I’ll tell you about it. But I know I’ll be a lot more comfortable discussing it while we are doing our Vulcan Mind Meld thing.�... I could see that Dee Dee was pleased with my discomfiture. ‘Really, Andrew, I can’t remember when you were so eager for me. I remember a night back in Cleveland many years ago when you practically raped me. You were so impatient! Sometimes I like that. Oh, well. I suppose the world can wait on my next executive decision. Let’s go upstairs, sweetie,. I watched as he pulled as his restraints for a minute. He could easily get up if he wanted to, since I left his hands free to unbuckle himself. But he didn't. He played with the buckle for a minute, then stopped. A minute later his right hand slipped down into his diaper and I soon saw the rhythmic rise and fall of the plastic panty that told me he was hard at work in fulfilling my order to fill his diaper with cum. As I watched him masturbate, I slipped a dildo inside my wet pussy and tried to. Then last night she said she would write it and put it in an email for me, while I was in work, then it was up to me if I posted it on here.When I came home from work this morning, I read the email and it turned me on like nothing before, I then went straight to bed and woke my wife by sucking her tits then sliding my hard cock into her and fucked her hard. I have copied and pasted the actual email here for you to read, I hope you enjoy it has much as I did this morning and remember this is not. Laura seemed to relish in remarking that the boy was going to be just like his father, a bit of a heartbreaker, and that all of the young girls would be falling for his good looks.Anyway, I've gone slightly off track here in my story, enough with the family history lesson. Let me get back to that fateful day in November of last year.It started just like any other day. There wasn't anything unusual about it, just the normal bickering by the kids as they were getting ready for school. Not feeling.