She then left by the same door and again I wasalone.Minutes later, the Mistress of the house entered. She was everything Iexpected and more. She sat...behind the antique desk and pulled out afolder. "Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked. I replied thatit was. She then reviewed one of the pages and asked again, "Then we areagreed that you will be in my care and service for the next 10 days and Iwill direct your actions?" Yes we are agreed," I replied simply."Well then, we have a few. . I need u…….please………” I knew she was ready, I told her I didn’t have a condom, she said it was ok it was her first time and she wanted a real man to enter her in a real way, nothing in between. I obliged I removed her pants and I undressed myself too….She looked at my cock in admiration…….it was a 8″…she was caressing it as a kid would caress a new toy of his………very careful not to spoil it, she took it in her mouth and started stroking it back and forth… That was it I had enough of. However, the lack of resentment left in it's wake an undeniable feeling of sexual longing, as well sexual excitation (strangely enough) because he wasn't apparently able to attract a woman! The excitement at that apparent inability, though admittedly odd, was the fountain head from which his sexual excitement sprang from, and was the very inspiration through which his cock now stood upwards, erect, eager, in need of attention, but with no where to place it---except, as was his usual inclination. “Enjoy yourself?”“Jason!”“Dad!”That’s right. My wife was having an affair with my own son. My own son had disrespected me to the point of sleeping with his own mother, my wife. I was wondering how they were going to try to talk their way out of this, but with a tired sigh realized that I neither cared, nor wanted to listen to it.“Shut up, both of you,” I commanded as they both began to babble, “I don’t care what excuse you think you have, and I don’t care what reasons you think justify this..