It took him a half hour before he approached her. “You don’t seem very socialable tonight,” he told her, ordering another beer.“Depends on the...man,” she said seductively. She saw that his hair had thinned out and what was left had streaks of gray plus his beard was halfway there.“Can I buy you another beer?” he asked. He was huge. Well over six feet and weighed nearly four hundred pounds. But the way he used the pool stick, she noticed he was still agile.“That would be nice,” she smiled.“What. Now what would you like to talk about?” he said.“Well. First of all I wanted to say I’m sorry I missed your wedding. Courtney called me and told me it was really beautiful. I also wanted to tell you I’m sorry for how I’ve acted about this entire thing. It wasn’t right of me to do so.” I said.“Wow. I’ve got to say this is a pleasant surprise. What brought this on? Does it have anything to do with the lovely lady you keep on telling me about?” my dad asked.I looked over and saw Elena’s sleeping. “Want this, Michael?”Your hands reached back, spread your thighs, exposing swollen lips coated in your glossy juices. A red fingernail traced every delicate curve of your mound, even pushing some of your natural lubricant up between your cheeks. That caused you to shiver and whimper.Back between your lips, the finger found your deep damp center. One of us moaned. Maybe both.Your motions brought that single finger from out of sight to your clit, then back in, repeatedly. Steady rhythm brought. Oh heaven help me, and then... !Another tremendous surge of wicked desire charged through her loins at the thought of salaciously seducing her teenage pupil. He was such a handsome child, and if he could be the cure for her frigid and barren existence, wasn't that reason enough to... ? No! No, she mustn't! Lisa felt herself trembling on the carpet, her firm, rounded buttocks rippling as she attempted a final time to gain control of her rapidly fading morality.But it was too late... too late!.