" I said, noting that she had not asked me to call her Samantha. "It's late and we have a lot to talk about. Would you let me buy you dinner at the ...estaurant downstairs?" She agreed, and we made small talk on the way down in the elevator. It was a high end restaurant, being in Century City, but it was early and we had no trouble getting seated right away. I ordered a bottle of wine and after we ordered dinner I got back to business. "You're a CPA, so you and I speak the same language.. Joey was nowhere to be seen, but he obviously hadn't left me to completely fend for myself. I wondered if he was still in the house or if he'd gone and perhaps left a parting note with breakfast. No matter: I'd managed on my own just fine for years already.Sitting up in bed, I took the coffee and found it still quite warm. After taking several sips, I sighed and let my head sag back against the headboard, impacting the hardwood with a muffled thump.Moments later, Joey appeared in the doorway. I. I pushed him over the edge of the desk. He Squirmed a little but i was going to take his ass like it or not. He started to say something but i just ignored it and spat in my had. Rubbing it in his ass crack and on his hole getting him nice and lubed up. He reached back with his hand in which i thought he was going to block me from penetrating him, instead he grabbed his ass cheek and pulled them apart. Giving me better access to his very hairy crack and hole i moved in closer with my rock hard. In the car on the way home John looked at my bulge and placing his hand on it said “looks like someone is a little excited Dad, our Tim has a raging hard on” I blushed but at the same time felt a quiver through my body as Johns hand rubbed my straining cock. Dad adjusted the rear view mirror and said “you had best help him out then John, don’t want him to frustrated when you mom gets her hands on him” With that john unzipped my jeans.