Wh- what do you want me to do? She looked at the men for some sign of assistance. Use your imagination, Mark replied. Do something for Larry that you ...avent done for your husband. Something slutty and so out of character he would never believe you would ever do it. Sarah was motionless for a moment, her brain was working overtime to process what Mark has just said. What sexual act could she possibly do to show her acceptance of the situation? She remembered the little lecture Laura had given. To each their own. “Anyway, like I was saying, neither of the boys is actually mine.”“Really? I noticed that Dave calls you by your first name occasionally, but that Charlie always calls you Mom,” replied Amanda questioningly.Jill nodded. “I was still in college myself when I met George and Charlotte, my senior year. Dave would have been about six and she was pregnant with Charlie. I was going to help with my tuition by working as a nanny. Well, anyway, everything was going just fine, right up. However, writers block, deadlines, overall motivation, and my "other," career choice, have thus far anyway prevented me from doing so.Hence at the moment anyway, it remains a hobby to be indulged in whenever the Muse strikes me.This work is one such moment.I hope those who read it will enjoy it, and be kind in critiquing it.Constructive thoughts are always welcome and appreciated.Mean spirited jabs obviously are not.Immobilized, that's what I was. Although I did not know for exactly how long.My. When I finally got my t-shirt off, I pulled my cock out of her mouth and pulled her arms to encourage her to jump into bed with me.I was entranced by the size, shape and firmness of her breasts. Her nipples were large too – fully an inch long and thick in proportion -- so there was plenty for me to suck and chew on. She was evidently enjoying all of it, as she was sighing and moaning emphatically.Exploring her body soon led me to the discovery that her pussy was sopping wet – and that produced.