“Who’s place is this?” she asked.“It’s my oldest uncle, Dad’s oldest brother. He’s 74, and his name is William Charles Seeberger.”“D... all the guys have a Charles somewhere in their names?” she asked.“Most of them do,” I said knocking on the door. “He was too immobile to be at Dad’s funeral. Be nice to him.”The door opened and I saw no glint of recognition, until I said, “It’s me Uncle Bill, Jeff Seeberger, your brother’s only son?”“What do you want, Jeff? I’m busy!”He was just sitting there. Good idea, don’t want to waste it”.I took off my thong, still damp with her piss and followed her into the en-suite. I took her hand and led her into the shower, closing the door. “Where do you want it, my love?” I asked.Anna took my dick in her had. I could see the red marks on her tits from biting them as she was fucking me earlier. “My dad always said piss was a good disinfectant, all they had in the desert war or something. Somehow I don’t think he had this in mind”, she said as my piss. .. she put her face down against the cool, almost sensual smoothness of the table and closed her eyes. Did she have the courage to tell her husband what she'd done? She wasn't sure. God help her, she wasn't sure of anything any more.Lee Quigg had started in accusingly on his brother-in-law as soon as Blodgett re-entered the office. "Oh, buddy, you bought us a peck of trouble this time. What are you gonna do about her? She's really mad, John, she's not like the others. You know Ray Denham is. He was gorgeous when he smiled.He was obviously feeling better now, as if the cramp had released more energy in him. The colour in his face was even and he was sitting strongly, not using the post for support, just comfort. He was testing the strength of the bonds, worrying the wrist ropes against the pole behind his back. His face was more animated and his eyes fairly danced with delight. "What happened to your shirt?"She blushed as she looked down at herself. She'd completely forgotten about.