I certainly enjoyed her not wearing panties in my class but I was afraid to encourage it. I finally got out that I liked it but it would be up to her...when she did it. We heard footsteps and Sherry hopped into her chair as her mother came up from the basement. Sherry managed to fasten her shorts before her mother reached the top of the stairs. I gathered up my stuff and left.Wednesday April asked if I would come over around 5 PM. I agreed and then was told that her mother was fixing supper. “You really are a slut, aren’t you, Annie?”She knows, she’s got me bang to rights. My traitorous pussy didn’t keep any secrets from her yesterday. “I prefer the term, reformed sex addict. Did the counselling before getting married.”I had promised Mitch I would seek help after he found a few guys’ explicit texts on my phone. I had claimed it was an addiction, to give me a patina of illness. And to be fair, I’ve kept my promise never to fuck other guys. Just never told Mitch I used to adore. Sure, we had conversed in the past, and I had gone to a couple of boring neighborhood meetings with her and her husband Tom, but&hellip, Well, I wont tell anybody you watch it, I said, trying to keep it light. And I tell you honestly, I never expected to be discussing porn with you. Why not? she said, looking at me rather directly. I didnt figure you were&hellip, You thought I was a soccer mom, she said, a bit archly. You didnt guess that the lady that drives the SUV had it in her? This. "Tony replied that it was, but said that he wanted to get it all done so as to plant seedlings. He went back to work digging the soil, then, as if he'd almost forgotten, he straightened up and called as Yvonne continued with her flower collection, "by the way Yvonne, there's another magazine I left on the wall for you. Just toss it on the verandah when you're finished with it." He then immediately went back to his work with his back half turned towards where Yvonne stood.The ploy of not giving.