Not sure I'd say alcoholic, she is a professional and was always very responsible professionally actually. So anyway, she re-married when I was around...8 and remained in that marriage until I was in college. I lived with my dad, but visited her 3 times a year every year, 1 of which was about 2 months in the summer. My sisters lived with her. In their house I had a bedroom in the basement. It wasn't really a real bedroom, but a room in the basement with a bed, that I would stay in when I visited.. Good girl. He had his hand between her legs. I was standing behind her. She moaned a little. Did he have a big cock. yes she said. He had his hand all the way up her skirt pulling it up till you could see her bush. She spread her legs a little more and he put his finger in her. I see your ready to go upstairs Rick said to her k**ding. mmmm yes I am she said. Is it ok if John comes up with us ? Off course she said. Rick grabs her hand and the four of us head to the elevator. So we get upstairs. Late on a Friday night, it was only a fifteen-minute drive to Charlotte’s place.Charlotte was uncharacteristically quiet during the drive. But when we reached her place, she made up for this by grasping my hand and asking me how things had been with Gemma. I told her things had been great, that we’d both had a good time, but seeing her lack of interest in my reply, I realized this was just a lead into what she really wanted to discuss. Squeezing my hand again she looked me in the face.“You know. RJ rested the paper on his lap, concealing the large bulge that had grown as he imagined the slight redhead on her back, lying naked on his desk and begging for him to fuck her.The family had resumed its normal routine, but only on the surface. As soon as they had been excused from the table, Bud and Rebecca had disappeared upstairs to do their homework. Safely out of sight in the bathroom, Bud washed away the sticky traces of Millie's juices. He paused to hold his cock in his hand and wonder.