She asked what he wanted, he told her, " I've only ever wanted to please you". She now knew who was in the room with her...her lover. He came to the b...d, leaned next to her head and whispered in her ear, " Tonight's the night...enjoy it". His words were elusive, and she didn't understand what he meant. She heard him sit down on the chair that was in the corner of the room, but felt the bed move as if someone was getting on the bed. How can he be in two places at once? Unless... Someone else was. I opened the door to let her in, and locked the door behind her. "You hiding out?" she asked. "In between baking a cake, cooking pizzas and popcorn, and the noise, I needed a quick timeout. This seemed like as good a place as any." The party was for Scott, my now eight-year-old son. We invited about a dozen of his buddies over for the afternoon. Jill, age twenty-seven, was his sister and technically my step-daughter. But since she was already living on her own when her mom Anne and I met, I. “Okay” he agreed grandly, taking a sip of his already second scotch from his right and a draft from a Marlboro from his left. He was feeling much better. “Listen,” she said, taking the cigarette from his fingers and crushing it out. She leaned forward and kissed his lips. “I’m in love with you; and you’re in love with me. I know this”. Now serious, he admitted “Yes, I am in love with you, Maggie.” So far, so good. She studied his eyes, then said “What do you want?” her nipples as hard. A fucking she knew she wouldn’t receive. Holding on to the tub sides with her hands, she slid forward, hiking her right leg out of the water and over the edge of the tub while folding her left leg under her buttocks. It took a minute to get properly positioned but she was soon rewarded with a stream of bubbles and jetting water pounding directly on her clit at the nexus of her labia. “Take a look at this, Boss.” “Not now damn it!” “You’re going to miss it Nick,” Mickey taunted. Nick looked at.