Hell, I've seen the way you look at him." Nikki's face reddened from embarrassment, "Well yeah," looking at me and back at Katie, "He's a hot dad. Yo...’re lucky to have him." My wife gleamed as she looked at me, "I am aren't I? I want to help you Nikki, and I wouldn't mind getting revenge on Joel" "Are you serious Mrs. Jackson? How can you help me?" "Like I said my husband's not a stranger." Nikki stood up "Oh my God, I can't believe you are even talking about this!" Katie's voice then. Without thinking, I find myself sliding out of my chair onto my knees, my own skirt sliding high up my thighs as though I too were some wanton slut. I am not, of course, I am a proper middle-aged woman of class. Yes, I am your sometimes-lover, but I am not a slut like you.Walking on my knees I approach you. "Yes darling", you whisper, "come to Liza." I place my hands on your spread knees, settling my ass down on my ankles as I watch you pleasure yourself.Your free hand reaches up to gently. All I have to do is push this button and it done." No, no, wait," she rushed forward and grabbed my hand."Please don't," she said, "I'll be ever so nice to you if you don't." But I've been bragged about you and now they want me to put up," I explained."Please don't," she said again and her hands rearranged the large bath towel around her body to get my attention."Ok sis," I said sitting back and looking her up and down, "just say for one minute that I don't sent that mail, what are you going to. "No much to tell really," she said glumly.I stood up and took both our plates to the sick ... I began to wash them. Sarah quickly stood up."Can I wash those?" She asked, with a strange pleading note to her voice."No, you sit Sarah ... I'd rather you tell me about yourself," I said. She made a sound of disappointed."Yes Mas..." she coughed, "Yes Jonathan." She took a deep breath ... and looked around the room skittishly.I sighed."You could start with what job you do, or perhaps where you go to.