*I sit at the kitchen table typing on my computer wearing my robe and sipping on a cup of coffee. The filth I'm writing on the erotic novel website is making my pussy wet and my asshole tremble. Begging for penetration. I wet my lips and moan slightly as I save my story and post it. It's Friday and I can hear my son walking in the house. * Hey honey. *my voice is thick, I clear my throat. * How was your day?