Then I turned to Tabby. “Come on, sweetheart. This way.”“Lead on, my darling,” Tabby replied, smiling and immediately put at ease by Mom and D...d.I lead the way to my old bedroom, and was surprised to find it almost exactly as I’d left it when I left for Ft. Benning, seventeen years ago. Mom, or maybe Cara, had kept it dusted and clean, in my absence. I felt myself choking up at that. Even when they were angry with me, they’d still kept my room as it had been, for all these years. Well,. Rob flew home. He sent me texts and emails relentlessly urging me to join him in The States. I eventually stopped answering them not wanting to give him hope that what we shared was anything more than great sex.Oscar approached me one night as we lay in bed.He said, “Honey, I want you to know how much I regret putting us through what we just went through. You fulfilled my fantasy in spades but at what cost. Our marriage is damaged. We were once pure but no longer. It was just you and me. My. Mark nodded staring at his aunt's shoes partially covered by the pastelhued scrubs. "You did." I take it by the efforts you took to cover your waist you aren't fullyclothed?"Mark nodded again."I've seen panties, obviously," Aunt Tracy continued.Mark swallowed and tried to pull the blanket closer but his spandexcovered arms slipped uselessly across the material. "It's uh..." Surely nothing I haven't seen before?"Mark looked up at that but did not respond.The look sparked something inside his. But they were decidedly swelling now, as I played his insurmountable instrument, skillfully using my whole body to control him.Well, as much as anyone could anyway, for as he roared to climax, it was obvious who the master of us both remained.My world dissolved into pain as he up thrust, taking my throat for his own, jamming eight inches of ankle-thick shaft into it.I coughed and gargled and sputtered and gagged all at the same time. This pushed him over the edge and a torrent of his codpiece.