The water was cool everywhere except my ass. There, it felt hot. I guess my ass was sunburned after all. I was too manly to admit it to Rory, though.S...e was gone when I finished. I picked the softest boxers I owned, soft sweatpants and an olive green T-shirt that had been in my possession forever.Rory was absorbed with her Smartphone, slouched on the sofa, her head resting on the arm. The television was on. I set about making dinner. I was famished. A day of sun and water does that to me.All in. "Amanda served up her breakfast, sliding the eggs onto a plate and plucking toast from the toaster before sauntering over to the table. Frank smiled wanly at her. If nothing else, he could be content with the fact that Amanda had been happier these last few days than he had ever seen her since Rose died. He did not think that just an announcement of his job interview could do that, and it put even more pressure on him to live up to that expectation."I just know you won't eat much unless I make. As for her proposition, well wow! Where did it come from? As you can imagine, it caused my mouth to go dry, my face to flush, and my heart to pound fiercely against my ribcage. I gazed, hard and long, into my young secretary's eyes. My head was reeling and, when my reply came, it was spontaneous, and it expressed my deepest sexual fantasies and my sharpest desires."On the bare?" Yes, of course. I deserve it."By now I was in a catatonic trance, and my actions were involuntary. My office chair. He picked up a steady rhythm as was soon cumming deep inside my bowels, filling me up with his hot dog cum. His knot still fully seated inside my ass we remained locked like that for about 20 minutes, his cock shooting another load inside me every few minutes or so. As I hung my head down I heard Tyler telling me what a great show that was and that he was going to enjoy watching it again and again but for being such a good sport he would talk to his dad about me. I felt the knot slip out of me.