On the back where the days; the empty ones finished at a Monday and it was now Saturday. Immediately I felt a knot in my stomach. I must have it wrong...and maybe she doesn't go by the days on the packet. I tried to put it at the back of my mind but it wouldn't go. All I could picture was my father's cock unloading his balls into the cervix of my wife.I had a restless night; she never rang and didn't email me. I had got up out of bed and had a wash got dressed and was having a mug of coffee when. He cheekily grinned and shrugged his shoulders; “I didn’t want to look too easy.”I shook my head in mild disbelief and made no attempt to adjust my dishevelled clothing as we hurried hand in hand along the corridor to my bedroom. As I fumbled with the key card Paul lifted the back of my dress and grabbed my bare arse in full view of the security cameras. “Stop that!” I cried out, only for him to slap my bare cheeks much harder than he had in the lift. “Ouch! That hurts!” I squealed as we. I feel him pull my panties down..over my ankles..my feet then i feel him start to push them inside my pussy..all the time he is caressing me with his other hand, leaving tiny kisses on my neck and shoulder, forcing my panties all the way inside me...he leaves them there as he rubs my clit..kissing my face...pinching my nipples...suddenly he pulls them out of my pussy and brings them up to my mouth...pushing them inside..making me taste my juices...he unties me and leads me to the edge of the. In the confusion, no none noticed my own dry cummy. No one was even touching my little dickie. That never happened to me before without being touched.I snapped back to the present by a sharp slap on my sore bottom. “Wake up, Sally!” Mom yelled. “We’re going to have a little party for Philly on Saturday to celebrate his first wet cummy, and Aunt Jane wants you to help pick out his outfit.”Aunt Jane added, “Yes. I’m so happy that you made him have another cummy so quickly and then helped him.