She held me kissing me and she said " are you alright sweety? I hope I didn't break you."I looked at her and said " I'm afraid you did honey I am exh...usted. Can we wait awhile before I pay you back?"She laughed saying " of course we can sweety we can just lay here and cuddle for awhile. Oh do you want something to drink or eat to help you get your strength back?"I said " yes something to drink would be nice please."She said " I have some nice wine in the frig. would you like that?" That is. I can't be seen dressed like this. And if I go tojail I'll be a laughing stock. I quickly pulled off my skirt and top,bra too and threw them in the back seat. I tossed my breast forms in theback seat too with my purse and heels. Luckily I had a longer coat tocover my panties. I wiped off as much makeup as I could and left thepanties on. OK. I'm OK. If a cop comes up it was the other guys fault.He had no lights on and I wasn't swerving. Whatever I hit was in theroad. It had to be a car. I should. At six-thirty my friend said he had to go. I figured it was safe to head home. I would avoid going anywhere near the studio until my mother told me it was safe.When I arrived home at a little after seven o’clock my mother was on the phone with one of her clients. “Yes, it is ready. I sent a photo to your phone. I will ship the original out to you tomorrow. You’re welcome, Fred”Mom put her phone away, “Arthur, You’re back.” Mom motioned to me with her hand, “Come, come, have a glass of wine with. I could see her high heels behind her. I heard Shelley coming up the stairs and I slammed the computer shut, zipping my pants up quick and buckling my belt.The next few weeks were a mess. My cock got hard as a hammer every time I remembered those pictures. How the fuck did she have those? Who took those? Who the fuck is babysitting my k**s? I couldn't believe this little nympho. My k**s loved her. They kept begging for her to come over and play.I jacked off at work so many times. I was in a.