..”“Red headed stepchild?“ Lewis offers.I shrug. “Something like that." I slide one of the folding chairs out and plop myself on it. "One that...she can kick whenever she feels like it. I fought for this job because it was a promising startup. I have ambition, but it won't get me anywhere when she ruins my reputation. The chances of me getting a good review from her, let alone a promotion, is diminishingly small. Not at that company. Not with her there.” I pause for another swig. “Fuck her, I. She ordered him to apologize to me, his name was Mann, the a****l came over and licked my hand. I thought that she was some kind of dog whisperer, she ordered Mann to go to his room. Reluctantly he retreated to one of the bedrooms. Drusilla went to the kitchen and came back with a soda and some Vodka. She poured two drinks and challenged me to 'drink up.' I watched as she turned up her glass and emptied it, not wanting to be out done, I followed suit. After two more we settled down on the. . he's not... he's not.." I feared for that moment she was about to spill the beans about us but she never said it. In another moment Mark came in his wife but I kept fucking my grandmothers ass. I even took her hand and pushed it against her own pussy. I started to make her rub herself and she wouldnt do it at first but then she really started to do it. Mark and Susan watched us for a few minutes and I just kept fucking her. God I didn't want to stop. Ever. Fucking my grandmother in the ass. Cheri was only a few steps behind and assumed the same pose, holding my leg so she could rub her submerged pussy on my left foot. “It seems you have had too much to drink. Is there anything we can do to help?” Cheri asked. In the shadows of the late evening, her eyes seemed to glow with mischief and desire. Saranya looked up at me with unadulterated lust. I gulped and began to stutter, but nothing came to my mind to say, so I shut my mouth before a moth flew in it! Saranya moved her hand.