Fuck that had been close!"What happened?" Keira asked, her voice a bit shaky."That damn skirt," I informed her.She laughed nervously. "Pay attention t... driving," she admonished before hugging me tightly.We were back in familiar territory as soon as the front door closed, Keira turning and pressing herself into me. Her smile was big and broad and bright. "Sleepover! Yay!"When our lips brushed, Keira still smiling, I reached down and groped her butt, edged the back of her skirt up and discovered. "I'm going to lean across the desk there, and I want you to fuck me. Okay?"I said nothing for a moment, looking at her. Jennifer already had her blouse off, and was unhooking her bra. Seeing me still dressed, she said, "Please! I really can't explain, but it's very important!" Whatever you say," I answered, and started undressing. Jennifer's pretty little breasts were now exposed, and she was pulling off her shoes before removing her jeans and panties. Her slim figure was absolutely beautiful. Big machines tunneling under the earth. Something alive living below the crust. Almost as many reasons for the Hum as there are people who hear it.”“Is it bullshit?”“I dunno. The people who call in, on the radio show, they sure seem to believe it. And it doesn’t ruin everyone’s life. Some people who hear it, they fall in love with it. Some of them say it’s like music. Like beautiful music. The music of the spheres. The sound of the earth turning. The sound of the stars burning. Like they’ve. Though unplanned, now that my daughter had seen my cock poking out of my shorts, I thought that it was time I began working on my wife. A few nights later, while she was sitting at her computer, I walked up to check on her and took her hand and slipped it up the leg of my shorts. It was obvious that I didn’t have on any underwear.My, aren’t you the frisky one tonight? And no underwear either, I see. So what brought this on, you’ve always worn underwear? At least since Tracy was born,” she.