Doggy, licking her pussy, watching her play with herself, jerking off all over her tits, groping her breasts, sucking her nipples, being rewarded by a...flood of milk, all were racing through his mind, with no particular sequence. It was like his mind was a gallery of porn thumbnails with her as the only porn star. The entire walk back to her car, she was aware (and so was he) that her nipples just would not go away. They were poking hard against the fabric of her dress. Every step, every jiggle,. Sometime during the night, I had nightmares—screaming. I-don’t-know-who-I-am nightmares. Bald-fright wig nightmares. Please-don’t-hurt-me nightmares.She soothed me, calmed me, and held me until I sobbed myself back to sleep. Then she stayed there in bed with me the rest of the night. So that was over. We both referred to it as the night we slept with each other. I needed to remember I’m her boss. Hell, maybe I’d make her my partner.We had to come up with a cover story for why she was with me.. . ever since I could remember.Mom and Dad kept busying themselves around the house and I began to get a bit irritable at them for bugging me. Finally they stood in front of me and waited... "Well?" They asked."Well what?" I replied annoyingly. I was fifteen and very tired. "Why do you keep staring at me?"Mom turned toward Dad, "He forgot..." Looks that way..." Dad replied shaking his head."Forgot what?" I groaned... all I wanted to do was sleep."We're supposed to be on our way to Uncle Phil's.". I used to get extremely happy seeing her messages. Soon we started to talk (as most of the time I was away at work)I realized that she was not exactly a horny person but she was bored as hell as her husband was away most of time and spent very less time even in talking to her. Money was what he loved the most and I guess she was not happy with the fact that he loved to make more money than make love to her…..Finally she broke the ice by sending me a Non-Veg joke. As if I was an innocent lamb –.