Daniel nodded and reached for Sarah’s hand. Sarah took it. Daniel pulled her to him and kissed her passionately.“I can’t wait to get you home. I...am just so fucking horny it’s not real,” Daniel said kissing her again this time with more force than before. They practically ran to the car and took the quickest route home. Luckily for them the paps weren’t about at this time in the morning, so they weren’t followed. Daniel pulled up outside his home and was out of the car faster than a bolt of. " He said to himself as he headed for his computer and the stash of, what would now seem, extremely tame porn. He wasn't halfway there when a deep, sensuous voice stopped him cold."Hello."One word, that's all she said, but Michael was instantly filled with both an intense fear of getting fucked again and a profound need for sex of any kind. He turned to face the voice. As soon as he laid eyes on her, he knew both emotions were eminently justified.She stood in his doorway. A thin, white sundress. I dont want my wife to know Im writing this, so Im doing this at moms house. Dad left her years ago. A lot happened. Mom and I had a personal secret. I remember it started. My mom started touching me. Just a little at first, letting her fingers wander around my body. She liked to hug me and would run her hands under my shirt and feel my back and chest. She liked to feel my legs up and down. I liked it, and never told anyone the way we liked to hug. She would pull my face into her tits and move. You cross the room, a mirrored replica of your own, and hop up on to the bed that I hadn’t been sleeping in. I watch you arrange the pillows, and then sit, stretching your legs out in front of you. I notice your toenails are painted pink.“So, what are you watching?” you ask.“I haven’t decided yet,” I answer. “Not much on.” I toss the remote to you. “Here, knock yourself out.”You start flipping through the channels again. Eventually, you land on a pole-dancing competition on one of the sports.