They just wanted a MILF notch on their bedpost before they moved on to some other desperate wannabe concubine. Then I got a response from Miranda Gill... one of the hotshot programmers. She wore glasses, though she wasn’t a geek – reasonably good looking with dark hair, smallish tits and better dress-sense than the stereotypical geek.“Len, I hear that your mother is available?”That surprised me. Rumor said she had already picked her four concubines, two men and two women. Why was she asking about. She had dirty blond hair, dressed conservatively. Her blouse had trouble restraining her large breasts. A button seemed to have been missed me a bird's eye view of her cleavage. A magnificent pair of tits! Her dark gray skirt was tasteful (I’m sure she is too) and professional. At mid thigh I thought on the short side. It wasn’t her intention but she was squeezed up against me by the forces of this rolling human sardine can. Her massive firm tits were pressed up against my chest. My. They were even more turned on when Piper and I described the scene when we waited on all those dirty old men in the nude yesterday when Tommy picked us up and took us to his bar.They were less enthusiastic about the gang rapes at the biker boutique/biker bar and Sandra seemed almost as worried as I was about the movie I made and the idea that someone who knows me might see it.As we talked I noticed that Kent and Sandra both looked around frequently, looking for some sign that we were being. I want to be desired only by you.” “Honey, you can’t control who desires you. The only element you can control is how you behave in the face of it.” “What do you want me to do?” “Whatever you want to do.” “You’re not making this any easier. If we weren’t married, I’d probably screw him. But I am married. So I can’t do that.” “Actually, you can.” “I’m not cheating on you.” “That’s right. You’re not.” “You’re confusing me.” “Cheating involves deception. If you were trying to deceive me we.