’ ‘I don’t know what my mother sees in you anyway Phil. She’s almost twice your age.’ ‘This!’ I snapped, cupping my hands around my bo...locks. ‘And the fact I make her happy. But you wouldn’t know about that would you. You only think of yourself, don’t you.’ ‘You make me sick. Why don’t you fuck someone your own age,’ she snapped back. ‘Like you, you mean. I might just do that one day. I’ve always fancied sliding my cock up your arse,’ I said laughing. ‘Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go. "That horny bastard's probably jerking himself off now that you've been out of sight for 15 seconds!" But--" My mouth froze under Stacey's wilting stare, and closed with a quiet sigh of pleasure. I watched Michael blink slowly and begin hardening as he considered what she'd just told him.He grinned and disappeared in the direction of the kitchen."Stacey!" I gasped, once we were alone again. "Daddy will kill Michael! Why did you do that?"She smiled at me, but it didn't reach her eyes; clearly I. I am suddenly mortified, and unsure, and I realise that this man, this younger man, has all the control and I have none.He kneels before me, his thumbs hook my knickers and he pushes me back on the sofa and pulls them, ridiculously slowly down my legs.The cold of the aircon hits the dampness between my legs.He pushes my thighs wide apart, then with excruciating slowness, he begins to lick from my knee to my waiting pussy.His mouth is hot when it gets there, his forehead presses into my tummy. "Not a chance in hell that I ever would do it, but I was so pissed at Glen for constantly bringing up the subject even though I kept saying, "Not only no Glen, but hell no!" I decided to jerk his chain and so I told him that I would think about it. Let him think that it was going to happen eventually and let his mind feed on it. Let him suffer the torment he would be going through waiting for the "yes" that was never going to come. It would equal the damn feeling that I got from his constant.