”“So how did it go with Matt this morning?” Katie asked as she, Sally and Clark sat in the living room winding down before going to bed.“That ...as the most difficult conversation I’ve ever had,” Clark sighed and shook his head. “And to think I may have to do that all over again in a couple of years with Josh. Now I know why my dad never had the courage to sit down with me for a man-to-man talk. He and my mom thought that the sex education we were getting at school was more than adequate, hoping. But this time it was different - just as he was about to ejaculate, he pushed me back and shot his spunk all over my chest and belly.Then he rubbed his spunk all over me, laid back, told me where my clothes were and told me to go away.He knew we were all too frightened to tell anyone and he was right. We didn't even go back for our towels - parents were really mad.When I got home I went up to my bedroom, stripped off and rubbed my hands all over myself, feeling his dried spunk and smelling my. "And close the door so we'll have some privacy," he ordered.I sat in a side chair along the wall outside the conference room. Moans and groans and an occasional muffled yelp forced me to pull at my collar. His secretary seemed oblivious to the shenanigans going on behind me, her face inches from her flat screen monitor. The louder the sounds, the faster she typed. Perhaps this had happened before, and she was blocking. I didn't know what they were doing, and didn't want to know. Is this why. I got home about 4pm to a note from Ian saying he would be late as he and a friend Stuart had gone into town to have some fun. I wondered what my 14 year old meant by that but settled down to a pot of tea thinking about the afternoon with my new lover Teresa. The phone rang and it was Tom, Ian’s ‘uncle’ and a friend of the family. He wasn’t really his uncle, just that he had been a very close friend of the family from Ian’s birth. Tom had heard about Alec leaving and wanted to come round to.