"Anyway, I talked to a lawyer. He wasn't sure what would happen with the kids. Given that you just found out for sure they're not yours, he didn't kno... if you could deny paternity, but thought you might be able to. I could go after the real fathers for child support."He wasn't any more definite about alimony. I'm the one who chose to stay home. I have a degree and meaningful work experience. He didn't know how long I'd get alimony to help 'rehabilitate' myself. I've already started looking for. I looked up, confused, and asked what I'd done wrong."Nothing, sweetheart," he replied, "but I'm not going to last for long. Are we really going to do this? Are you sure?" Yes. Absolutely," I said, untying my bikini bra and letting it fall to the floor as I stood up to face him. "Fuck me."He lifted me up and set me down on the countertop while he kicked his shorts off. I lifted my ass up to allow him to pull my bikini bottoms off. He paused for a moment before standing up straight again. He was. As I was trying not to let her know that I was actually awake, I could not clearly see what she was looking at but I had this funny feeling that she was looking at my trunks, or more to the point at their contents. This immediately caused me to stir a little particularly when I realised what she was wearing.As she often did, she was wearing the football shirt of her favourite team - Tottenham Hotspur or Spurs as they are know - but instead of football shorts she was just wearing bikini bottoms. ”“What did you see?”“You undressing, but we can only see above your waist.”“What did you do while watching me?”“I wanked my son’s cock until he came.”“How old is Luke?”“He is nineteen.”“Well I suggest that you knock on my door tonight and we can continue then.” ================Luke was amazed to hear the conversation his mother had had with Jane and waited anxiously for ten o’clock to arrive. Andrea had tried to decide what to wear, she didn’t think.