” I looked at him. He was stone silent. Fascinated with my words. I looked down at his waist. He was wearing shorts. I could see the bulge in ...is pants. I hesitated with my next step but I was getting hot again and with my son! I was still coming down from my bedroom experience. Looking at my son’s bulge made my nipples hard. I was ready but waited to see what would happen. It was very quiet in our kitchen as my son looked at me; questioning. Then he broke the silent, expectant. She was used to getting up and moving, rather than primping and preening, so she’d only brought the bare minimum. “Wonderful car. Couldn’t bring the Beemer?”Amanda laughed as she pulled into traffic. “Nah, it’s in the shop.”She turned the music up, so Em assumed they wouldn’t talk much. Amanda also didn’t seem dressed for a long drive, wearing a rain coat with the collar turned up and a large floppy hat, but Em wasn’t about to point out any fashion faux pas. She made enough of them herself.They. She, herself, had tried the odd lesbian encounter as a relief from boredom and an alternative to masturbation, but this was different. This was pure lust, not just boredom.After a few days of her new duties, Duha was wondering whether her use by Princess Zubeydeh meant that she would not now be used by the Emir again. The Chief Eunuch had already been wondering that himself, but he reassured her, and decided that the best way to resolve this would be for the Emir to call for her services one. I hope she's as nice as Auntie Bea," he thought.He was surprised an hour later as she pulled into the attached garage ofa nice house. It was a two story reddish brick Tudor style, located onan acre of tree covered land. The property was surrounded by a six foottall brick fence and Auntie had to punch in a code to open the wroughtiron gate."Wow, I didn't expect this. How much does a librarian make anyway?" hethought.His unasked question was answered as Mary turned off the ignition. "Thisis.