But found herself bowing her head as he paced towards the untouched food on the table…then his tone became serious…I dont mind you eating in here,...or asking the housekeepers to bring you food…it will never be an issue..you are entitled to such perks… she cant help but raise her brow to that statement but she kept bowing her head even lower…not knowing that hes taking note of her every action…What I cannot tolerate though is one forgetting to eat on time…and eating the food they were given…for. I started by asking what was she wearing, she replied and said – a night gown. I was enjoying the moment fantasizing she is in front of me and I am making love to her. After some time, she also was so excited that she said I want to spread my legs. I advised her to rub her pussy with her hand and enjoy the moment. She did that and at the end of it when she reached climax there was no response from her for some time. I got a message a couple of minutes later that she is feeling guilty and felt. “Just being polite,” Brad smiled, cutting his potato.“You’re going to be quite a lady killer, Brad.”“What do you mean, Dad?”“You’ve got the good looks. You’re tall, have a trim body, and a pretty decent personality. Now don’t end up being a jerk and treating women like dirt. By that I mean when you make love with or fuck a woman, no matter whom she is, treat her as if she’s the only woman in the world for you,” he explained.“Even if the woman I’m fucking is Mom?” Brad asked.“Shush ... keep your. I wondered what in the world the woman could have said to cause Sylvia to put her into my schedule. Sylvia knew I didn't do PI work any more. Even if I did, I would not handle a divorce.When I got back to the downtown house, I realized that I still had the issue of the storage container office to deal with. Sylvia obviously had not found a home for the steel boxes or she would have been all excited. It was her task to do so.I was sitting there trying to think of a place to put the boxes, when.