"And if he asked me why, I would just tell him the truth: "There's nothing wrong dear, in fact it's wonderful, beyond wonderful. That's the problem. Y...u turn me on, your hands turn me on. Your stepmom's a pervert, her stepson makes her hot."This reverie was interrupted by a voice, insistent, but calm and imperturbable, as if no objection was conceivable. He said, "Mom, focus on how you feel," then covered my panties with the palm of his hand, moved the hand in a circle.Euphoria spread through. Greg thought that an excellent idea and offered to act as her driver as he knew where each firm was located. She gently turned his offer down. It would not be a good idea for them both to be away at the same time in case there was a crisis. Greg agreed but still thought she should have a driver, chosen each time as having suffered from the client’s dilatoriness. Grace agreed with that and would let him know of her programme when she had rung the firms and made appointments. She actually got. She reached slowly, painfully, for the faucet and filled the glass with cold water. Peter was across the room. Ruiz started inching her way toward him. The glass felt like it was filled with lead, her arm trembled as she tried to keep from spilling any on the floor. She handed it to him and he smiled. "Thank you." He looked at his watch. "Still a minute and ten seconds."Ruiz shuffled out of the kitchen and down the hallway, using her hands against the wall to keep herself from collapsing. Peter. "I resumed licking this incredibly hot pussy yet I was now aware of the fact that her husband had a clear view of my asshole, my hanging balls and cock. I tried not to be self-conscious but it was on my mind and Rhonda sensed it. Rhonda's hands were still on the back of my head when she spoke."Yes, Baby" she said in her nurturing voice, "He's back there... Watching you... Watching me... Watching us. But it's okay because it's just the three of us.... "I resumed licking her when she added,"Plus".