His hardness throbs against me. I feel my own arousal deepen at the feeling. I reach down and grip it gently in my hand, hard as iron, smooth as velve.... I line it up with my channel and slide down onto it, sighing with quiet satisfaction.“This is called extortion,” he murmurs in my ear, sounding sleepy.“I may be abusing my position as friend to you for sex, but that is part of our agreement. Don’t tell me it’s not a nice way to wake up,” I whisper back, lifting my hips nearly all of the way off. ‘You deserve a guy like Bud. I’m not sure why his wife divorced him, but I think she was nuts.’ Karen nodded. ‘I…they say being married to a police officer is hard,’ she said. Tommy grinned at her. ‘Wow! You’re thinking about marriage already?’ he asked. ‘I guess you guys did hit it off!’ ‘Well…you know…I mean, I just was thinking and all…’ Karen stammered. She turned back to the sink and began rinsing the dishes. ‘I’ve got some things to do this morning, Aunt Karen,’ Tommy said. ‘Then I’ve got. I took the letter and opened it up. It was short and sweet, expressing her condolences. I'd only met the woman a couple of times and that was a long time ago. So it didn't seem out of place. But I showed it to Ed anyway and asked, "Anything here we need to be concerned about?"He read it, and said, "No, nothing. Seems genuine to me. I'm glad that's all it was, I wanted to make sure."We finished up, talked about what I could expect next, and I left. On the way out of the office, I was. He ran upstairs. Susan didn’t say anything to Jackie. She just went over to the dining table and turned a chair in to the room. She undid her wrap and took it off, placing it on one of the other chairs. She was wearing a thin nightdress. Sheer. Every inch of her body was clearly visible through the thin material. Her full breasts, her almost flat stomach, the knickers that were oh so small but just covered the hair around her vulva. Then there were her bare arms and bare legs. Susan had already.