" She left the room momentarily and returned with Mark's bagof taffy."Here dear." I hate snacking alone, take one" Mark thought about the taffyfor a m...ment. Yes, life was very confusing lately. But Tim was right. Everytime he had a piece of taffy all his troubles seemed to disappear. Half-heartedly he accepted a piece from his mother.Mother and son chewed and smiled at how silly they both looked. "See, I knewyou'd perk up after all. Besides, just look at you. You've become thin as arail. Your. But judging by the credit card bills that I creatively expense for him each month, it sounds like she knows how to take good care of herself. But let’s not go there. Whatever she’s like, he still chooses me. He can’t resist me. I take care of all of his needs, and I know that despite a wedding band and a legal document, it’s me he couldn’t live without. It’s me that he drools over, my luscious body wrapped in my tiny skirts and low-cut blouses, as I totter around the office teasing him with. I felt a thrill start to course through my groin area as I read those last words---and I sent him a reply stating that I was 'very interested' in that!The next step was to find a day and a time to meet up. He lived in a small town almost exactly an hours drive south of where I lived. I didn't really like small towns like the one lived in (too many rednecks, etc.), but I really wanted a blow job, and, as my father used to say: 'A stiff dick has no conscience.' What my father had been referring. Ek baar main apne bathroom mein thi aur main nahane ja rahi thi aur main bra aur penty mein ho kar nahane lagi. Main bathroom ka door band karna bhul gayi thi. Mere bathroom mein waise bhi koi aata nahi tha. Agar mere bathroom mein koi aata bhi tha to mujhe bata kar aata tha.Chacha mere bathroom mein aa gaye mujhe bina bataye aur woh mujhe bra aur penty mein mujhe dekh liye the. Mujhe dekhne ke bad woh mujhe sorry bolne lage aur bahar chale gaye. Meri badi badi chuchi aur gaand chacha ko dikh.