As I got changed I could hear him in the bedroom, sounding like he was looking for things. As I stepped out of the bathroom, wearing my red lace linge...ie, he was already naked on the bed. I could see a small collection of things next to him, but all I could focus on was his throbbing dick. Stepping forward I smiled and him saying "Happy to see me then", he smirked and said "What do you think". Getting onto the bed next to him I finally saw what the small collection was, he brought out some. Now, she was looking at Mike, her oldest son, as he sat on the floor, doing his best to not peek at his mother, but failing miserably. His eyes flicked at her often, gazing for just a second at her painted cunt, then turning away quickly. Donna was amused by his nervousness, and by his hunger. She smiled knowingly, and reach into her hand bag at the side of the couch for her lipstick and compact mirror. "Um, where did Tony run off to, honey?" she asked in a low, provocative voice. She peered. I was determined not to let Patrice see me upset. I knew she was only barely managing to keep her emotions beneath the surface. I gently moved one arm to wipe away my tears with my hand but the motion woke her."Mmm, this is so nice, waking up next to you," she said in a sleepy voice.She moved the leg that was draped across my thighs and encountered my erection."Someone is ready to play," she said, eliciting a jerk from my cock. "Yes, very ready," she cooed. Her hand moved down to stroke me and. "And my boss, you know Ed? He wears an earring," Janice pointed out.That's true, I thought. And her boss, 6'3" (190 cm), was certainly no sissy.Janice stepped close to me, put her hand behind my head and placed her lips next to my ear."Paul," she whispered, "I want you to do this for me." Her hot breath caused me to shiver. She gently nibbled on my earlobe, and then continued, "and I promise that you won't regret it."My breath caught in my throat. I was pretty certain that this was the result.