James opened his closet, looking for his lucky tie. They were finally going to have that finance meeting they'd been putting off and at this point he figured he needed all the mojo he could get. He went row by row but couldn't find it anywhere. He sighed, exasperated.

"Hey Christine? I can't find my good tie," James called out, "You know the green and blue one?"

"I'm a little, uhn, busy right now," Christine called back. She was bent over the bed, her only son fucking her from behind. "Did you check the closet?"

"I'm checking it right now," James said.

"Fuck, OK," Christine said. There was a wet...