"I'll call Jean to sleep over. You can come into my room, so that even if mom does wake up, she won't suspect anything if she hears a couple of giggli...g kids." I don't know," he said. "It's too dangerous here."Kissing him hard on the mouth, tasting the residue of his drink there, she said, "Don't be a cop out. Unless you can't take any more screwing?"He swallowed more whiskey and grinned. "I think I can ball all night; I never felt younger or stronger." Good," she said, and went to the. You did something that reminded me of your father. I still have feelings for him. I'm horrified that it happened."Jeff hugs her with deep compassion, as the tears continue. "Mom, it's no big deal. It's not like you made a meal of me or something."Rachel manages to say, "It's a big deal to me." That's obvious," Jeff says coyly.Following spontaneous laughter, "Oh Jeff, I shouldn't laugh now."Tongue in cheek, "No. And it's not safe for me to stay here tonight. I'm going to Sean's house before you. At first I’m wondering if this is really happening to me, but it passes quickly as I return her kiss just as passionately. My hands roam up and down her body, feeling every curve under her business attire as her hands do the same to me. She breaks the kiss only for a moment then moves down my body, removing my tie, and slowly unbuttoning my shirt. She kisses my chest after each button she undoes. Soon, she has my shirt on the floor, her lips moving over my nipples and kissing all over my. Strong, confident, erect, ready to thrust, skewering her the way she wanted to be skewered, again and again.When we finished I held myself inside Emily, my arms taking my weight so I didn't squish her. Emily opened her eyes and smiled. She stroked my cheek gently."What got into you, Daniel?"Without thinking my eyes moved to the photo of twenty-year-old me. Emily looked as well.She smiled a tender smile again, and frowned as I slipped out of her. I rolled to her side."Feeling old, Daniel?"I.