Second time

I walked down the steps and into the kitchen and stopped dead in the doorway. Rachel and the two kids were singing a song about a bus and eating fruit loops between verses. It was the cutest thing I had ever seen. It had been a long time since there had been any singing in my house. A smiled ran across my face.

"Say, 'good morning, Daddy,'" Rachel commanded and kids cheerfully did as they were instructed and then went back to eating their cereal.

"We need to talk," I said, motioning for Rachel to follow.

"Sure," Rachel said smiling deeply at me. "You guys can finish the movie after eating," she said to the kids as she followed me to downstairs office.

I shut the door behind me, but Rachel spoke first.

"Kathy called."

"She did?" I kept myself calm.

"Yes. She called while you were sleeping. She was a little surprised that I was still here, but thought that it was a good idea. She asked if I could watch the kids tomorrow and Tuesday until she came home."

"I...well I was going to ask you but...I mean...it's not a good idea now. We need to talk about last night."

Rachel ignored my comment and kept on going. "Did you know that I don't have

school this week?"

"I didn't know that, but..." I countered. "It doesn't matter."

"So I told Kathy that I could, and she said you had early morning meetings both Monday and Tuesday and thought that spending the night in the guest room Sunday and Monday night would be best for the kids."

"She did?" I was flummoxed.

"Yes. I already told my mom and she's dropping off a bag of clothes for me later today. We're all set." she said.

"No...I mean, we're not all set." I said.

"Kathy asked me what we did last night." she said.

"What?" I asked shocked.

"You heard me, didn't you?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"Yes...what did you tell her?" I asked her.

"What do you think I told her?" she asked smiling at me.

I shook my head and she just laughed.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Rachel said as she smiled and left the room.

"I don't want anything," I said to myself. What was I supposed to do now? It was

my dream come true and my worst nightmare. How could anything go back to normal again? Why wouldI want it to? I decided to skip breakfast. I snuck a cup of coffee when Rachel was attending to

the children and then went upstairs to finish my TPS report.

I had been shut off in my bedroom the entire morning without interruption when the bedroom door opened. It was Rachel with her traveling bags.

"Hey you," she said coyly. "I didn't want to disturb you while you were working up here. Everyone is down for their naps and I thought I'd take a shower." She said dropping the bags

"Thank you,"I said. "You really are great with them. They'd still be crying if I was

alone here trying to put them down to sleep."

"Well you aren't alone. You aren't alone anymore," Rachel said, peeling off her t-shirt.

"You shouldn't,"I protested. "Last night was..." I was unable to finish as she

stepped out of her shorts. She was perfect.

Rachel just giggled and locked the bedroom door. Her massive tits bounced as she walked towards me. I stood there frozen, my breathe quickening. Rachel changed directing just before she reached me and sauntered into the master bathroom. She looked back,

motioning me to follow.

I did.

Rachel had already started the shower. "I...I'm going downstairs to get some...to..."I

stammered.

"I want you to join me in the shower. Please?" she walked over and kissed me hard on the lips, placing a hand on my crotch at the same time. I was already rock hard. She grabbed my d*ck firmly through the fabric of my pants.

Ibm kissed her back, my hands roaming over her young supple body.

"Please" she said as she stepped back.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I love you silly," Rachel said giggling again. She turned and walked into the shower.

I stared after her. Nobody beside my children, had told me that in years. Could she even know what love was?

Asking God to forgive me, I pulled off my clothes and entered the shower with Rachel. Last night was bad enough, but at this second in time, I was about to cross the line of no return. Maybe I'd already crossed it last night.

She handed me the body wash and sponge. "I really need you to get my back good," she said turning away from me.

I started to lather up her back. Just touching her was sending electric shocks

throughout my entire body. I felt like my head was going to explode.

"Don't forget my ass." She winked at me.

I didn't. I couldn't imagine ever forgetting a perfectly round ass like hers. It just

wasn't possible. I worked the soap over her shapely ass and thighs and down the back of her legs and then worked my way up the sides of her stomach and reached around to her enormous boobs.

She moaned and leaned back against me as I worked my hands over them.

"It's my turn," Rachel said turning around. I closed my eyes as this beautiful young

woman cleaned every last inch of me, paying singular attention to my rigid d*ck.

We made out as the hot water washed away all the soap. It seemed to wash away all of my doubt and shame as well.

We toweled off and then she led me back out onto the bed.

"Let me take care of this for you," she said dropping to her knees in front of me.