But I had no evidence. He had none of the money and I had all of this. No. It was over. I was out of a job. It was over. I got myself up off the floor...and took a habitual sip out of my thermos, tasting my black morning coffee that I wouldn't now be drinking on my way into work. I looked at my bag beside the door and the white robe folded up inside of it, the lube I knew was at the bottom.Then I went into the cabinet, unscrewed the top of my thermos, and poured a healthy dose of Jack and Kahlua. I looked at the finger. "I don't see anything," I told her.She smiled. "Exactly," she told me. "You don't see anything, but now what happens when I do this."Even as she had been talking, she had been moving closer to me and then she was standing next to me. One hand pulled up the hem of my short, little skirt and then she slid her finger between my legs. "The rest of the room is clean," she told me, "but let's see just how clean it is here."She slipped her hand inside my little, black panties. I couldn’t see the sight of her vagina. She maintained her eye contact while she did all of this things. Then she removed her fingers and started sucking them, I lost it there. I wanted to fuck her then and there so badly. She was killing me! She started licking her middle finger and demonstrated how will she suck my cock. I couldn’t wait to have my dick sucked by her.My penis was erect in no time again. She moved her hand towards my track and held my penis for the very first time. Her plump. It’s been a tradition as long as I can remember.”“Oh, alright then,” he said as he got out of his chair and started to fumble through the DVDs in the TV stand drawer.“What’s the tradition?” Briand asked.“Every Thanksgiving Dad and I watch the original Miracle on 34th Street with Natalie Wood and Maureen O’Hara.”“I’ve never seen it,” Brian said.“Well, you are in for a treat then.”Dad started the movie and then put more logs on the fire making room cozy and warm. It was no surprise when he fell.
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