"Hello"."Jess. Where are you?" I knew Emma's voice straight away. My body tingled at the mere sound of it."I've just got home. Listen I..." I was not ...llowed to complete my sentence."I'm sending you an address. Wear all black and be there as soon as you can". The phone line went dead.What was happening? I wondered as I got up and headed to my small bedroom. I was confused and delighted. Torn but accepting. I didn't know if I wanted to go but I was almost on an auto pilot. Before I knew it I was. Ted was a master. He knew all the moves and had a way about him. He made sure the chick got her kicks while he was getting-his.What more could anyone ask of fucking? Liz was tired of looking for Ted during the conference periods. She decided to track him down in his classroom. After all, it was only down the hail from her.She inched up to the half-closed door and peered in. The students were all bent double over a test, worrying pencils and working diligently at punching something into their. ”“Football?” the girl had asked, and he had to explain that they played soccer and field hockey instead.Anyway, she seemed nice and said she was sorry she had chased him out of his room.A woman was out looking at her beetle trap so Rigby checked his receipt book and then approached her and asked if she could pay for the paper. She smiled at him and told him to go ring the bell. A man answered and Rigby got another two-fifty for two months of the Star.When he got home, dripping sweat, he counted. I guess he had arrived while I was in the shower. As I was walking down I saw my wife bent over at the waist changing the radio station. I could see her shaved pussy lips peeking out from the shorts. Tim was looking too. I spoke and said hey baby we can see your pussy lips. She wiggled her ass and said do you like them. Tim and I both said He'll yes. We all sat around drinking and smoking talking about all types of stuff. I had to piss and went to the house ,when I returned I saw my wife had.