Charles kept on working, not even looking towards his mom's direction. Sara left him, deciding that he wanted to be alone right now.For Charles, as lo...g as he kept working, he felt that he was doing something worthwhile. Working did something for his damaged ego. He felt like a soldier who kept on going stronger and stronger, regardless how tough the enemy was. As for who was the enemy: Ivy.When he finished work, he followed his mom back home. His mom let him spend the entire evening playing. He must have sensed it to as he was soon going fast, probably the fasted he could ever go with a woman. He even grabbed my breasts and started playing with them, exciting both me and him in the process.“Fuck. Spencer. Fuck me more,” I said, unable to control my own mouth.“You’re a good fuck Sam,” Spencer replied. “I can see why Carly like you.”The mention of her name was enough for me to picture her face on his body, her breasts on his chest and her strap-on (if she had one of course, and if. Later, she called me and she was very happy. I couldn’t go to her house as it was late and she was tired. I don’t want to see her in a tired way. Then, we planned for a coffee for the next day and we met. I held her hand and she was telling about the days she spent after our last meet.This time, as I was more than her husband, I asked her directly with out any hesitation ‘At what time should I come to your home?’. She told me to come around 10.30pm since her daughters will sleep. She knows that. Only minor damage was done but still the lady of the house was worried. We did a secondary search of the house, surrounding walls and found nothing. I explained to this very lovely, yet scantily clad young woman she had nothing to fear. She asked if I could come back and check it the morning. I told her there was really no need for concern. She grabbed my arm, looked at me with her warm eyes and said, " I would feel so much better if you came by in the morning and check it again for me. I.