I could see him sweating hard now."Look Bobby, unless she willing, there's no point," I said."No, no, it's ok," he said quickly, "Trina, I need the mo...ey bad, you know I do, and Tony here is willing to give it to me." So what is it I'm supposed to do?" she turned her big eyes onto to me."I'm more than a photographer," I started to say, then Bobby interrupted."She doesn't need to know all that right now," he said, running a less than clean handkerchief over his brow."I'm a pornographer, I take. They had been talking about getting remarried these past few weeks. Lenny saw another couple walk past him holding hands. He felt really lonely that day and wished that Jeannie would have come out with him. Lenny arrived on time at Bill and Sue's house. Sue and Jeannie had been friends for years and was the person responsible for getting Jeannie her current job at her office. Sue's company actually shared the same high rise building in town. Both companies' took up much of the space in the. “Too much wine will do that. A good cup of coffee and a couple of Advil will help. Been there a few times myself.”I sat there stunned as she prepared me a cup of hot coffee as if nothing had happened last night. Yet, I knew it had. I could see her swollen and wet pussy every time I closed my eyes. It would have been a pleasant image, but guilt forced me to try to banish it from my brain.My mother walked over and sat the cup of coffee on the counter and laid a couple of Advil’s next to it.“I’m. Betty realized her hand was on my dick, I saw her mouth and eyes open together, I bit my bottom lips from the sensation that went through my body and what happened next assured me I was not dreaming. Betty slid her hand up and down my erect dick through my pants, knowing now where my dick was she squeezed. I had to cover my mouth with my hand to muffle the sound of my moan and with my other hand I grabbed Betty's hand and squeezed it trying to ask her to please stop. I grabbed my clip board off.