"Be still my beating heart. I would not have expected someone as beautiful as you to know about FFT."I must have looked a bit confused, but then brigh...ened as I looked at her. "You're quite lovely as well." Oh, thank you. It's been a long time since I've been complimented on my looks."I blushed a moment, trying to think of what else to talk about. "Your dogwoods and azaleas are really quite exquisite."She smiled. "Yes, and nobody to share them. My husband got stuck in New York and is in. They both jumped and looked at the entrance to the living room with terrified expressions on their faces. Sean had images of butcher knives being used on his most treasured possession; which at the time was only too easily accessible for destruction.Mrs. Emery marched into the living room grumbling, "When I catch that Leprechaun, he's going to pay me with his blood."Sean was the first to see Mrs. Emery. His brain wasn't functioning well enough to even look for something with which to cover. I’ve always had a thing for her. Those big boobs of her and that sexy butt, had always attracted me towards her. This has been going on since I was in 6th. I always used to jerk off thinking about her.And since I got introduced to WhatsApp, it increased even more. I used to talk to her all the time.But when she used to be offline, I would turn off the net and message her all my fantasies about her. About how I would fuck her, lick her pussy, love that butt-hole and so on.One day, I forgot to. I was startled by a knock at the door. It was his mother returning to check up on her son. I yelled for him and he came to the door. His mother was despondent over his grades. "Maybe my wife could help him. She is a teacher. I‘ll ask her tonight," I said thinking that this was the perfect excuse to get this horse hung stud and my wife together. "That would be great. I don’t want him to repeat the 11th grade," she said. She thanked me and Ben and his mother left to go home. That night I told my.