After dinner, right before dessert, I excuse myself from the table to make a trip to the ladies room. I had since calmed down, becoming comfortable wi...h putting in input in the conversation without blushing. On my way back to the table, I run into Maxwell coming out of the Men’s room. We both stop in the darkened hallway. “What are the odds in that huh?” he asks. “I am so embarrassed.” I admit. “Don’t be, I’m not. Who knew we were related.” “Yeah, but, I fucked my uncle. Somehow that doesn’t. It's what i deserve, i can't blame her. I never make time for us. I hear them chatting and laughing as they come up the stairs. I try to compose myself as i need to keep silent. She thanks him for dinner. "You deserve the best" he says. "What a jerk! "Where is your husband again?" he asks (he knows very well!) She tell him how I'm working and will be back tomorrow. "If i had a hot wife at home, I'd never leave!" he says. I can hear the smirk on his face. She says she knows i work hard for her. Booker tossed her top to me, then started to hurriedly unbutton his shirt which was quickly tossed aside. CJ moaned as Jerry kissed her neck and his hands looked huge as he cupped her small breasts. My arousal grew as I heard CJ’s soft whimpers as Jerry pinched her sensitive nipples. Booker pulled her with him as he walked backward to the bed as they continued their extended kiss.They broke from the kiss as she struggled to unbuckle the belt. Booker offered to help her as he unfastened the belt. "That sounds pretty reasonable. You write the information down and give me the paper after the payment. Now Barbara, you said you have seen the Net Bits. If you have, then you know you don't want to screw with me, at least not that way," I said with a laugh."I think that is fair enough. I'll write down what I know after I call Ned," she said in agreement. She used her cell phone to make the call. She began to write while she finished her second glass of wine. I had a second cup of coffee as.