"That earned me a long, sexy kiss which left me wanting more. Julie drew up a bath after dinner and again we proved that three people can fit into the...tub.“Right, you two," Annie said as we all fooled around. "When you get out, you go and enjoy yourselves in bed. I'm going to wash my hair and soak for a while… so, go on, shoo. But save some for me, David.”"You heard the lady… come on, big boy,” said Julie, grabbing me by my semi-erect cock and leading me to the bedroom where she snaked her arms. ”I wasn’t in charge at all. She called all the shots that night. Again, I’m not trying to blame her for anything. It’s just the truth. She ordered me around like I was the new guy at McDonalds. She told me how to touch her with my hands, how to touch her breasts, how to pull at her nipples, stretching them until I was sure it had to hurt. As she started into an orgasm, she told me to suck at those nipples. With her on top, the stimulation was low enough that I could keep from spurting. I admit. “Bye sweetheart, daddy loves you.” He says kissing me on the forehead.“Bye daddy, I love you too!” I say, blowing him a kiss.He said I have to get a job and earn the money. Get a job? Is he out of his mind? I don’t know the first thing about working. The last time I ever did anything to earn my own money was when I was 13 and I was working a lemonade stand. I was so cute back then with my little braces and my dimpled cheeks, freckled nose and shining personality. Oh wait, I’m still that cutie.. It was crazy and stupid and she hoped it would never end. She began to wonder if other people were trying to keep the same kind of secrets. She’d catch herself giving a co-worker the side eye and wondering if their panties were soaking wet, too. Or if that guy sitting at the desk was hiding a massive hard-on under the desktop. No, of course, they weren’t. They didn’t have Him.It took her two months or more to accept he was just what he presented himself to be. She just knew it had to be an act,.