A Cock in the Hand Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 06

... mom in a relaxed environment before going straight to sitter duties.

Me: Sounds like a good idea, but I'll need to check with Mom. I know she's spent a lot of time with them and may welcome a break. Or she may want to hoard them for herself for another day.

Betsy: I understand she'll want as much time as she can get with them. Just let me know.

I went out and asked Mom to talk to her for a minute, and smiled at Mark. He looked at Mom. "Thanks again for breakfast, Erika, and have fun at the zoo. It was very nice to meet you."

"You, too, Mark. I have a feeling I will see you again. In the meantime, I'll think about how you can repay your debt," she teased, causing him to blush.

He went back to work, not acknowledging me. I was mad at myself for allowing that to bother me. I had made it clear, there would be no repeating of the previous day's events, and he was honoring that.

"Betsy called and suggested maybe joining you guys at the zoo, for a chance to meet the kids and spend a little time..."

"That would be good. I could use a second set of eyes. When they get wound up, two of them can be a handful. That'll give me a chance to meet her and see her in action."

"Great, I'll give her a call. What time were you planning to leave?"

"As soon as we're ready. Caleb and Ashley are getting their things. Should we meet her there?"

"Let me check." I went in and called her, as Mom stood there watching Mark work.

Betsy decided it was probably best to meet ...

... there then, since time was short; she actually lived closer to the zoo.

The next thing I knew, I was sitting in the kitchen alone with Mark working in the yard, and the videos that could destroy my marriage were still in his possession. It suddenly hit me, just how awkward this would be. It was an unbelievable chain of events that all took place in less than twenty-four hours. I lost all control of myself, my dignity, and my self-respect. I gave it all away willingly, to a complete stranger with a big dick.

Now, I had to confront him and delete the videos. I thought I might actually throw up for a few minutes. I drank a cup of coffee, as I watched him work, through the living room window, and worked up the nerve.

Finally, I took a deep breath and went out to have the talk. The heat of the day was kicking in, and he had already removed his shirt. As I approached, he stopped and looked at me. I could not bring myself to look him in the eye, and so as my eyes turned down, the bulge caught my gaze and when I quickly raised them back up, his glistening chest and abs had me woozy. I found myself looking at a window on the house, as I spoke to him.

"Mrs. Stilson..."

"Mr. Thomas, I need to talk to you about the videos we discussed yesterday. I need proof that they are deleted and assurance that no copies have been made," I said, sternly.

"Yes, ma'am. I can show you where they are on the phone. You can feel free to have it to review and delete everything." He stepped ...