She didn't look at him the whole time."Ive ... er ... Eva, would you like a cup of tea?" Charles asked her.He nearly made the mistake of calling her b... her real name but managed to avoid doing that in the nick of time.Ivy continued watching the film, oblivious to him. He thought that she was listening to him but ignoring him on purpose. He hated this. He hated it that she was not even responding to him.Charles left the lounge and went down the hall, towards the kitchen. He turned on the light. I could feel my excitement growing as well. Around the room I could hear similar sounds as men were in various poses as they gave their list to each other. I heard moans and grunts as orgasms filled the room with the scent of sex. Steve increased in speed and my balls tightened against the underside of my cock. He grunted and filled me with another load of man seed and I painted my chest with my own. Steve moved to drink in the cream on my chest before we sat up and watched Ben hammering. ” “COOL I'll b at the shop,” she replied I got my stuff and headed out to the garage to start my work on the farm. It was a blazing hot day and didn't want to work let alone sweat my ass off. I did my work quickly so I could get inside and cool down. But one thing after another prevented me to do so. About four hours later I finished drenched from head to toe. Not wanting to do another damn thing, but get in a cold shower and taking a quick nap before dinner. I remembered that I promised I'd. The house was covered in white wood siding, and there was a sign on the front lawn, complete with two small spotlights, proclaiming the house to be the office of Dr. Charles Ward. Under his name, happy looking script advertised his services as therapy, couples therapy and hypnosis.Driving by the house no less than twice a day on average, I'd never thought much about the therapist's office. With George's birthday fast approaching, I was getting desperate though. I'd only gone into the office on.