He pulled back, hands sliding down her waist to squeeze her hips. “Up on the desk,” he said quietly, spinning his chair. She was up in a flash, an... he arranged her so that her feet were braced on the arms of his chair, revealing the tantalizing lengths of her legs to him, along with that beautiful place between her thighs, where he could see the crotch of her panties was already wet. “Lean back on your hands.” She did as told, pressing her palms to the desk, back arched seductively.His hands. She danced a lot and everybody appreciated her. I could see the lust shown by many male members for my mother who came there. She was really the most attractive spot in the marriage. I felt pride by owing so beautiful lady as my mother. We came back to home at night around 9 P.M. My mom started her changing in her room and I went to my room. She came to my room and told me to come for sleep with her. Her behave was such that nothing had happened last night. I thought that she was really asleep. We ate dinner had some drinks, and the door bell rings. Heather got up to answer it. It was another guy. Heather must of known him because they hugged and asked how they had been. She invited him and introduced us. John was his name, and he was a old friend of heathers from college, that was in town for work. After many drinks and all of talking Heather excused herself. John and me started talking about work and the weather just small talk. Next thing I know Heather comes walking into the room. I was put in contact with him some years ago.’ ‘Right.’ ‘This was all the kick-off he was waiting for. Had to happen one day.’ So Darren was bait on a hook. I came along and bit. I watched him typing a message on his phone’s screen, then looked around the kitchen. I hated everything right then. The situation, what had happened, everything I’d done. I wanted to fix things, make everything better. I was helpless. Everything was in the hands of someone else, the mercy of something else. I dropped.