Again my cock rose like a serpent. I told him, “Why not act out our fantasy?” Mallik said “Are you mad?” I told him “You are my best friend....Go fuck my lovely wife.” Later in the night, I made an excuse and went to get some bottles of beer. Then Mallik started acting out our plan. He went into bathroom to bathe and then called my wife asking for the towel saying that he forgot the towel. My wife came with the towel and he opened he bathroom door to take the towel. He took the towel and came out. I left the two cookies, now crumbs in a package thanks to my grip, in the trashcan on the sidewalk. Then, I walked without even knowing where I was going. # "When I said take a long lunch, I was thinking along the lines of an hour and a half," Mr. Preston said, sounding something between annoyed and amused. I checked my watch. I was gone for over two hours. "I'm so sorry. I--" I cut myself off. What could I tell him without lying? "I...got some bad news over lunch and then I lost track of time.. I called that guy everything but white. I hoped that he took copious notes so he could repeat it to his captain. Then I told since it was their fault the contractor I hired to clean up the site got frozen out by them, it was their responsibility to contact him when they released the place. I gave him the contractor's number and hung up. I sat there at the side of the highway and fumed. The longer I thought about it the closer I came to taking my last few thousand out of the bank and heading. “What… what are you doing?” Johnny got shocked, but he didn’t move away from me. I moved a little more closer, and tightened my grip on his crotch. “What happened? Isn’t it what you want?” I asked, as I slowly squeezed his cock. “Yes, No, I mean… you are my dad’s wife,” he said. “Yeah, but you never considered me as your stepmom. I have seen the lust for me in your eyes, though.” “That…” Johnny tried to make excuses, but I shut him up by putting my finger on his lips. I moved closer and kissed.