I’m done preaching. I’ll see you tomorrow.”“So, when did you become the grand oracle dispensing wisdom?”“Well, I guess having my incident ...ade me reevaluate my life. I’ve ended up getting rather introspective.”“I guess I’ll think about what you said.”“Love you bro.”“Love you too.”My brother nodded at me as he got out of the truck. I guess I did drop a lot on him.The drive back was quick and quiet, and considering the stress, sleep came easy that night.We got up early to have breakfast before. As expected, he answered on the first ring. We never called each other during business hours unless it was truly important. He knew if he looked down and saw it was me, that we NEEDED to talk.“Yes, Mr. President. How may I help you?”“Good afternoon, Mr. President, right back at you. Stacy is talking to your detail leaders. I need you over at The Cottage right now. You will like what is about to go down but I need you to help me pull it off. Please get your people moving and reschedule. The hypnotic voice continued on. “My hand is sliding into your panties now…” Caitlin’s right hand slid beneath the white lace covering her crotch. She stroked her moistening labia and her fingers brushed lightly over her clit. “Ohhh yes…. I’m getting so wet… please keep touching me there!“ Caitlin begged. “I need to see all of you… please strip for me! Describe it for me,” came the low, sensual growl. By now, Caitlin was completely adrift in a sea of lust and desire. She had lost all. I crushed out my cigarette and reached for my case.At the same time, Mom was laughing and I looked at her for an explanation."I'm Sorry, Nancy, but it is deliriously sexy to think of you being a wifeto Ken and a mother to Ben and Abby. And don't tell me it doesn't turn youon just a little bit.I shot her a mischievous smile as I lit my cigarette. "Does that make me abad person?" I asked as I exhaled.Mom laughed and said, "No. It makes you a pervert, like me."We had another glass of wine and.