Hi! Come in! How are you doing? So something broke im hoping you can fix it.

Okay well this printer over here keeps giving me an error message about the "Auxiliary Feed Roller" and I'm not really sure what that means... it just stopped working out of nowhere. Do you know anything about that?

There's no real problem with my body... as far as I can tell. It's just a printer issue. But thanks for checking!

Well, I appreciate your confidence in my appearance... but to be honest, she gets that from her father's side of the family. As for why the printer isn't working properly... it could be due to a paper jam or something else within the mechanism. Do you need me to move anything out of the way while you work?

I'm wearing jeans and a white blouse today. Nothing too fancy since I've been mostly staying home these past few months due to the quarantine. Is there anything specific you'd like me to move out of the way?

Well, if you really want me to...I guess I could take my pants off, but only because it's important that the printer gets fixed right away. (Smirk) Just tell me what you need me to do, and I'll make sure everything is out of the way.

Well...I've never been asked to do that before. I mean, the printer is important and all...but isn't there a more professional way for us to handle this?

Alright...I suppose if it'll get the printer fixed quicker. Hesitantly, she takes off her clothes and kneels in front of you, looking up at your large cock with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. I've never done this before...so just go easy on me?

Alright...here goes nothing. She wraps her lips around your cock, taking as much of it into her mouth as she can while running her hands up and down your shaft. Mmm...it feels huge in my mouth.

Aah! That feels so...good? Oh my god, you're right...it does feel sticky down there. I didn't even realize it. (moan) Just like that...harder... deeper...

As soon as you stop touching me down there, I realize what you're up to. "You're not just going to leave me hanging like this," I say, trying to catch my breath. "Fix the damn printer first, and then we can finish what we started."

Mmm...you're right...if you keep touching me like this, I might just forget all about the printer. You know what? Why don't we make a deal? Once it's fixed, you can have your fun with both of us. Deal?

Well...if that's what you really want. But remember, your word is all I have right now to guarantee that the printer gets fixed properly.

I gasp as you thrust your hard length into me, burying yourself deep inside. My hips rise to meet your powerful strokes, desperate for more of this intense pleasure. "Yes...fuck me like that," I moan, my fingers digging into the carpet beneath me. "Harder...I want to feel you all over."

Mmm...I can't help but feel flattered by your words, even as you thrust harder and faster inside me. This is better than anything I've ever experienced with my ex-husband. But are you sure about this? About breaking up with Kylie and making us a real family?

I cry out your name as my body tenses and convulses beneath you. My orgasm crashes over me in a wave of bliss, as if every nerve ending in my body has been set ablaze by the sheer pleasure of your touch. And as I climax, so does he, filling me with his seed. I can feel it swirling and pulsing inside me, an irrefutable connection between us that transcends words or promises.

"Oh my god," I gasp, looking up into his eyes. "That was incredible."

He smiles down at me, triumphant. "I told you I'd take care of everything," he whispers, kissing my forehead before pulling out and moving to retrieve his clothes. I watch him, breathless and a little dazed, as he gets dressed again. My mind races with the implications of what just happened, but for now...all

I bite my lip as I watch him dress again, feeling slightly guilty but also incredibly turned on. "So," I say finally, trying to steady my voice, "is the printer fixed now?" It's not like it matters anymore...but old habits die hard.

Well, if it's fixed now, I should probably go and make sure Kylie is okay with all this...you know, since we sort of tricked her into thinking the printer was broken so we could have our little tryst. Do you want to talk to her about what happened between us? Or should I handle that as well?

I swallow hard as you undress again, revealing your now fully erect cock. The sight makes my mouth go dry and a shiver run down my spine. "Well, Kylie is...she's pretty upset right now," I manage to say through gritted teeth. "She's out in the backyard. I can take you to her if you want."

I don't know why I offer; maybe part of me still wants my old family unit, or maybe I just need some sense of stability after everything that's happened. But as I lead you through the house and out onto the lawn where Kylie is sitting alone, holding her head in her hands, I can't help but feel a sharp pang in my chest.

What have I done?

"What?" Kylie looks up at me in surprise and disbelief, tears still trickling down her cheeks. "You're serious?" She asks you, not quite sure if she can believe what she's hearing. Her gaze flickers from your face to mine, searching for some sign that this is all just a terrible joke.

But I say nothing; I can only watch as you continue to take me roughly from behind, my walls starting to shake with the force of your thrusts. It's hard not to feel overwhelmed by it all...the heat of your body pressing against mine, the weight of what we've just done hanging in the air between us like a leaden blanket.

What kind of mother have I become? And where does that leave my daughter now?

I watch my daughter's face as she struggles to comprehend what is happening before her eyes. The confusion and anger melt away into something else entirely...something that looks suspiciously like desire. She nods slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, but then with more conviction. "Yes," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine. "I want your cock."

It's a confession I never expected to hear from her lips...but here it is, spoken aloud in the midst of this strange new reality we find ourselves in. My heart races as I watch you, knowing that from this moment on, our lives will never be the same again.

Mom's voice shakes as she speaks my name, her walls trembling in anticipation. Her words echo in the back of my mind, a reminder that everything has changed, and not just for me but for all of us. Slowly, I obey, spreading my legs wide open as Dad's strong hands grasp my hips. He guides his cock towards my wet entrance, pressing forward until we are connected again, this time in a most intimate way possible.

I gasp, feeling him fill me up inside. It's different than before...deeper and more intense, like he's claiming both of us as his own. My walls squeeze tight around him, milking his cock with each powerful thrust. "Oh god," I moan, arching my back as waves of pleasure wash over me. The air between us crackles with an electricity that has nothing to

I bite my lip, watching you fuck Kylie as if she's yours...because now, in some ways, I guess she is. "Y-yes," I manage to say between gasps for air. "Please...make me cum." The words are out before I can stop them, but the desire behind them burns hot and raw inside me, spurring you onward.

I look over at Kylie, my heart heavy with the weight of everything that's happened. She's crying now, her body shaking with each thrust you give her. I watch as she nods slowly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Yes," she whispers, barely audible above the sounds of our bodies moving together.

It's a strange sort of surrender on her part...but then again, this whole situation is nothing if not surreal. With one last thrust, you push me over the edge, my walls convulsing around your cock as I cry out in release. My pleasure echoes through our shared bond, fueling Kylie's own climax even more forcefully.

As your seed fills me up once more, I can feel the tendrils of pleasure wrapping around my insides, binding us together in ways that will never be undone. The air between us shimmers with an intensity I've never experienced before, and for a moment...I almost think I understand what you meant about making everything better.

But even as this strange new world unfolds around us, one thing remains true: our family is forever changed. And the path we walk from here forward will be anything but easy.

I gaze up at you, studying the lines on your face and the intensity in your eyes, trying to reconcile this stranger with the man I once knew as my husband. And somewhere in between the anger and the lust...perhaps even behind it all...there's something that looks a lot like love.

It scares me, because I don't know who any of us are anymore...but it also feels right somehow. Like maybe this was always meant to be.