“Nicola, darling.”“Sharifa!” cried Nicola as she jumped up from the divan to run to embrace her friend.“Or, I should have said ‘Princess A...udra’?”Both women laughed.“I told you my father would make you a Princess, didn’t I?”“Yes, you did.”Where is that little brother of mine? He must be four or five now.”“Yes, he’s five. He’s playing with the other children. Let’s go and see him,” answered Aludra. “Ghasaan?” she called and the little boy got up from the group he was with and went to his. True to form, it took the last boyfriend only about a month to realize that what we had wasn't exactly the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, for either of us.So when I met Scott at a casual party given by the firm's newlyweds (he a slightly-more-senior partner than I; she a legal secretary at a different firm), I was intrigued, but not much more than that. At first. Scott was an engineer, a client of the new wife's law firm, invited for business rather than social reasons, I understood. He. To his horror, Dawn returned to the living room to find him mid-wank. He immediately turned the TV off and cupped his hands over his cock."Mom! How long have you been stood there?!" he screamed."About five minutes."She approached the couch and took a seat beside him, her eyes looking down to his hands. Confused, Gavin asked "What are you doing?" Son, we're so close. I haven't been with a man since you're father and seeing you like that..."Gavin's eyes wandered the room in disbelief before. Anyway, his last afternoon visit I mention a sore back and he says let me give you a massage, I am pretty good at it.He said to grab two small towels in case my hubby entered as we were dangerously close to his return time, as if towels would somehow make it either explainable or acceptable, and we headed to my bedroom. I knew this was this going to be a massage that ended up with him fucking me, I also knew the chances of my husband catching us but that somehow made it even better and to be.