The entry to the kitchen and to the guest room were two opposite doors at the back of the hall and can open those doors inward to the hall. If someone...sits on the long bench on the extreme right or left keeping the kitchen door or guest room opened, people sitting in the front chairs can’t see the person behind. I normally occupy the last seat which is on the bench. One day, about a week or so after watching the porn with her, we were all watching TV, aunt very casually came and sat next to me.. He followed her, watching her unbelievable ass, as it swung in the rhythm of her steps. She picked up where she had stopped to open the door, stirring the risotto she was going to serve for dinner. He put his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered, and she threw her head back and smiled. Then he put one hand on her right thigh, and slowly moved upwards, under her dress, noticing to his surprise that she was completely naked underneath. “Wow, you are. While you're gone figure out how you want your new office decorated - Mr. Vice President of Sales."On the drive home I wondered if Helen would faint from shock when I came in the door. It had been months since I'd gotten home before nine in the evening and even then I had disappeared into my den for an hour or so. I guess I can honestly say that during those months I had been a good provider, but not much of a husband. We'd had several arguments over the lack of attention that I'd paid Helen,. That was that. He didn't mention it again for about ten mins or so until all of a sudden he picked up the remote and hit play. "oh yeah" he said as he sat back and relaxed. It felt a little awkward, it wasn't long since I was sat right there wanking off over it. "This isn't where it was up to yesterday. You been watching more of it?" asked Jake. "errm.. Yeah" I admitted, nervously. "it's hard not to"Jake sensed my embarrassment. "Yeah.. I don't blame you! I'd be watching this shit all day if I.