We employ a secretary cum receptionist cum nurse; a most efficient woman named Mrs. Whitstable. I make a very comfortable living, drive an expensive B...W and want for very little. An enviable position, you might say. I am the epitome of sobriety, decorum and respectability.But I have a secret. A secret I am terrified will be discovered and one I find increasing difficult to hide. Like Mr. Stevenson's famous fictional character I am living a dual existence. That of the respected male doctor. She could not control her passion and desire to have her son’s cock in her pussy. Vasu had started rubbing his mom’s cunt with his trembling fingers whish were now wet with his mom’s cunt juices.” Oh mom you are so wet, I can’t wait to put my cock into your beautiful cunt, the cunt I came out from, the sacred place which I must worship with my eyes, my tongue my cock oh mom I must have you now. Spread your legs for your son and let him enter his cock into heavenly place from where you brought. We hadn’t gone to Barbara’s parents yet. I think we were kind of hoping we could have things sorted out better before we did. They were aware that Barbara had moved in with a woman who had a couple of young children. They were, if not comfortable with Barbara’s inclination, at least accepting of it. They didn’t know about me, the leftover husband who was hanging around in some vague position in the relationship. Stacey had let her parents know that she was seeing someone, a woman, and that I. He talked to me sometimes as we flew but my mind was in such a state that I hardly heard what he said, and I was too scared to reply. He talked as we landed, otherwise I think I would have been sick as the plane lurched and swayed.The blindfold was taken off after he stopped the engine. He let me out, and put me in a car, and drove me to a huge old fashioned stone house like you see on the television. A wide flight of steps went up to the front door. I was trembling as I went with him into a.