Penny’s POV
Sam is still inside me, softening but plugged deep, when the front door is pulled open.
Oh my God.
I hear his footsteps before I see him, and I know Sam knows as well.
We have been caught…not that I'm scared but my heart beats hard and fast as John steps into the living room.
He’s dressed in that work suit that emphasizes just how powerful he is even in his early fifties
His eyes moves around the room slowly: first to the CCTV camera that he instructed to be installed and then down to us.
To where I am still straddling his pool boy on the floor, on the rug we picked out together.
His eyes land on Sam’s spent c**k that is buried in his wife then to the milk drying across both our chests.
I see the way his eyes roams my breasts that are still heavy and glistening, my n**
