Staring at their naked legs for view under the pencil skirt, hungrily looking at their full luscious gloss smacked lips, the bare skin, breasts and ev...rything. I was never like this and I had no clue what had come inside me this morning. I shrugged off the evil and just got lost in my mobile.With a half boner, I reached to the office and took the corner seat away from everyone. The only good thing now was the fact that ours was a flexible seating office so I could choose where I want to sit. Marilyn heard the bell ring, and stepped back, as Penny took in trades, and processed purchases. ‘How’s dad?’ He said. ‘Oh you know your father. Not much changes with him,’ Marilyn replied. ‘You said the last time he spoke he had an infection?’ He inquired. ‘Yes, they took care of that. He’s as healthy as a horse.’ Marilyn backed up. ‘I see you’ve got another book out. Chris and I read it. He liked it, I was sort of hot and cold over it,’ Will replied. ‘Oh,’ Marilyn took interest, ‘what didn’t. I could feel my dick slowly grow hard and I was sure she could also. She spoke again, “I think they need each other. Their arguing keeps them…I don’t know…maybe it keeps them in contact.” “But he keeps walking away.” “I think he walks away before one of them hurts the other.” My thinking was now about one of them hurting the other. I had never ever seen or heard one of them raise a hand to the other. Never before had I contemplated one of them being hurt by the other. Mom had slapped. He danced over to the dresser where he had previously laid out his sexy lingerie in the order he planned to wear it (each day a different set), and picked up the stretchy, lacey red garter skirt with the attached G-string and garter straps. As he pulled the G-string up his legs he felt a sensation and had chills running up his spine - the touch of satin and lace running up his long smooth legs was a turn on, and by the time he wriggled the G-string over his ball sac, his cock was at full.