Penny most of all. I needed someone to confide in; someone to share my day with; someone to share my life with.I knew I wouldn't have a chance to rebu...ld what Penny and I once had. Our brief meeting last weekend convinced me of that. I needed to find someone who wanted the same things. Hopping from bed to bed on weekends was fun for awhile but I wanted more. I wanted a girlfriend.I finally checked my e-mail on Sunday afternoon. Andy wrote me that the Wolverines had pulled out a win against. But mostly I kneaded and rubbedmy unspectacular penis. Several times I brought myself to the verge ofa climax but dutifully didn't go further. Pre-cum got on my thighs. Itwas maddening but I was well trained. At last my bride took somethingfrom the bedside table to throw to me. It was a worn sock, not at allsexy to anyone else, but wildly exciting to me by that point."Go ahead, pump boy. Get your pitiful excuse of a cock in there and rubone off for me. Let me hear you whimper and moan. . Sometimes couples do things in private that other people don't understand or necessarily approve of... because they would not enjoy it, or don't understand how anyone could. Your father loves me, and I love him. I love to please him and I swear he enjoys pleasing me just as much. Everything you saw... everything that happened, was between two people in love and fully by consent.” I answered.“Mom... you are so sweet and so gentle and so kind to everyone. Do you really like that kind of.... "Just think, Mr. Blake, soon you will lick and fuck my pussy." She places the thong in my hand as she stands. "These are for you, my very good boy."Walking toward the door, Tiffany looks back and blows me a kiss before flipping up her skirt, giving me a view of her firm ass."Oh, and don't forget my ass will be yours too."I have five minutes left before going to my lunch duty. Locking Tiffany's thong in my desk, I adjust my aching hard-on and head to the lunchroom. Once there, Tiffany continues.