It was getting worse.I ruled out the hot bath proposal (the geyser wouldn’t operate) and advised her to change her wet clothes and wipe herself dry....She went into the bathroom and bolted the door as I handed her a towel. I told her that I would keep a clean t-shirt for her on the bed. She whispered her thanks in gratefulness and I came out of the room.The inner demon was chewing my insides. I was unable to subdue it. My excitement and carnal desires were heightening every second. What was going. He was 45 and I thought he was awesome. I thought it was sad that he had to sleep in the guest room every night.I know this sounds weird, but I really fantasized a lot about him. I wondered what it would feel like to fuck him. I remembered when he and my mom were still sleeping together, the sounds that sometimes came from their room when I would get up for a glass of water. I had never planned on doing anything about it until one night when I was masturbating in my room and I heard a noise. I. Abit about my mum, well she was 37 at the time, 5ft 6, long brunette hair down to her shoulders and big brown eyes, she's slim and a 34c bust.I had just turned 17 and a good looker, I kept myself in good shape, went to the gym and played a lot of football, I had been with a few girls but never had sex, had a lot of oral and hand play but that was it, My dad left me and my mum when I was just a baby, he was having an affair with a women at his work, my mum used to always say she was too busy to. Boring and David, my big boss doesn't even look at my boobs once."Lets go back to my office and we'll discus the implications of this new thrust," James said with a straight face.Well I know what sort of thrusting he wants to do, and boy am I up for it. My husband has been working a lot of overtime recently and has been too tired to give me what I need. I don't fuck about, just as soon the door closed behind us I wiggle out of my knickers, I hitch up my skirt and sat down on his desk."Fucking.