"Well, um," Jeff swallowed hard, "what if the guy, ah, the sperm donor, what if he was, well, related to Dad? Closely related so that the baby, ah, if...there was a baby, um, the baby would be related to Dad. Then it wouldn't be cheating because, ah, the baby would sort of be Dad's."Anna crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her son, "Exactly what are you getting at, Jeffrey?"Jeff ignored the threat of his full name and pressed on, "Um, what if, ah well, what if the sperm donor was, was. How long will he be pounding into my wife's pussy before he shoots his load into her? How many times tonight will he fuck her and how many loads of cum will he shoot into her? How many orgasms will she have? When he is through with her, will she want to come back to me?He only wants to use her so she'll come back to me but she'll come back a shell of a woman. She no longer has any feelings or emotions for me. I become overwhelmed with grief over my lost relationship. My eyes well up with tears. I still had one more candidate to see but I was fairlyconfident that I had already chosen my next secretary. I looked at theclock, it was 11 o'clock and Dean had said that he would stop by around12ish which meant that I had an hour to do the final interview.I grunted and looked at my watch it was now 10 past 11 which meant thatthe interviewee was late. I got my phone out and sent Dale a quick textto let him know that I would be over running a little bit. Finally atquarter past there was a knock. I walked through it and opened my office door, stepped through and quickly shut the door behind me. I then walked over to my desk, placed my briefcase down next to it and sat in the leather chair. I opened my desk drawer and there I saw them, the beautiful red lace that so delicately touched the most precious of places on Ana MacDonald. I grabbed the material and closed the desk drawer. A faint smell of her filled my nose and I couldn't stop myself from lifting the material to my face and.