So I build a double bed as an entresol.Below a big couch, on top my main love-nest.Ballet had been her main hobby for a dozen yearswhen I met her. Sec...nd one was ballroom dancing.Her lady teacher was very good and experienced but already eighty years old. So only a few classes a week.Hence my blonde beauty practised a lot at home.By lack of a barre and mirror, my bed offered her a grip.And she asked me to be her mirror to check her position.To be able to do well on tip-toe, daily practiseis. Jim lifted his head and looked at me. "Don't move, Sue, we have a treat planned for you," he said. I tried to sit up, but he quickly took me by the shoulders and laid me back down. Just as quickly, he climbed onto the table and straddled my waist, keeping my arms at my sides. I saw Mary climb on the table at my head. She slowly lifted one leg and put it on the other side of my head. Maneuvering her body, she straddled my head. Her pussy was right over my face. I could see she was very wet. I. Before either one of them could say a word to me,I ran down the hall and locked myself in my room. To hell with it! I had lost my hard-on and was too damned mad to play with myself anymore!In less than an hour,I heard my parents drive up. I saw my dad hurry over to my mothers car door and open it,to help her out. Jesus! Mom was plastered! Our Dad had to help her walk to the house. He was trying to do it so the neighbors,especially Mrs.Kelly, wouldn't notice,but Mom was totally Fucked Up!Mom. ” Emily turned back to her computer. “I’ve got to get to work now, Orrin.” “ Me, too.” He picked up his mop and bucket. “Enjoy the flowers.” “ I will.” She smiled, leaning over to sniff them. “That was sweet of you.” Orrin really wanted to ask her out and kept walking past her office, trying to get up the nerve to ask her. While he worked, he practiced what he wanted to say. “How about dinner and a movie, Emily?” He repeated the question over and over and tried to sound confident and suave..