”He looked at me with an icy look."And what were you two doing alone at your house."I froze. There was no way out of this.“You don't want me to an...wer that, sir."Shelley couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth. She was silent in shock."You're right. I don't want to know." he answered. "Shelley, go up to your room."It was just her Dad and me - no witnesses. I was scared SHITLESS. He motioned for me to sit on the couch. I did but he remained on his feet."You've got SOME guts to tell me. Sandy began lightly flicking him all along the length then, causing him to gasp and groan loudly. “I’m going to put my mouth on you now,” she stated, loving the reactions she was getting out of this amazing man. Slowly, Sandy ran her tongue along his front, all along his chest, his stomach, then finally her mouth reached him and she took him in, deeply. His body arched up, and his moans were a beautiful sound. Slowly, she moved on him, in and out, holding him in place as he squirmed beneath. She looked over the one bedroom third floor condo - the combination kitchen/dining room, bathroom with a sunken bath and terraced balcony.She just looked at me and I couldn't help saying, "Not exactly our happy home, is it? But it's all I need now."She reached out to take my hand."Where's your bedroom?" I don't even know if I want to do this, Mary. What good is it going to do?" Can we just sit on the bed and talk?"I took her hand, leading her to the bedroom where dozens of women had spread. I was wearing kiddie pajamas. They had fucking Eyore on them. And my ass was sore. "You!" I thundered. Derrick turned to me, one hand covering his cell phone. "Hold on Vince, I'll have to call you back." He looked me over. He was wearing his usual business attire, maybe slightly less formal than yesterday. Tight black jeans and a white button up shirt. He was bare foot. "Alexandria?" "You cunt." "Not a morning's person, then?" He walked over to me and smoothed some hair from my face..