"It was a mistake. Please, forget about it.She stood. "Come with me," she said, and led him over to a corner away from the door. She grabbed him by hi... necktie and shoved. Her force wasn't enough to budge him, but he cooperated, stepping back against the wall."Get on your knees," she demandedHe hesitated. They'd never so much as kissed at the office in all their years of various sorts of intimacy."Get on your fucking knees!" she whispered between clenched teeth.He complied, somewhat. Buds. And we watched you play, and Eddie explained everything you did, and why, and how well you were doing it! He's nuts about you! It's catching." Catching? My catching? I don't..."No -- not your catching. I'm talking about... not about baseball. Eddie's love for you; his feelings about you. That's catching!... Contagious, I mean! By the time the game was over, I was feeling the same way about you as Eddie does." Brotherly love?" Well." She laughed, again. I loved her laugh. God, I really. After about ten minutes, I heard voices of two boys talking. I was shocked at what they were talking about! They might be referring to my daughter as they were mentioning her name unless there was another girl by the same name. It went something like this: Did you manage to see that Angies ass? I saw her cunt as she never wear anything beneath! Yeah, she is such a slut, dont you know that? I managed to fuck her several times and she is a wild girl! I passed her to Eddie and he fucked her too.. One in particular, Samantha.Samantha was a beautiful redhead and was in her mid 30’s. We got on well, I got liquored up and Samantha offered me a ride home. Bj said be careful but I thought, “what could happen”?. Sam took me to her house. We talked, drank some more and Samantha kissed me. A deep “ we are getting ready to get busy” kiss. I felt her cock press against my thigh. I back away and said I don’t do that and she said I did not have to do anything. In the back of my mind I wanted to see.