Returning to the noisy room, outside the door I heard my kid quizzing Jill on what she was doing with me downstairs,hmm, kid was more aware than I con...idered, like her mother, always worried about what the other slag had, she was even using the haggy voice my ex used when she was bullying someone, complete yuck. Jill was peaches, going into a whole, over the top sarcastic drama about how we were madly in love, screwing on the washer, the other girls giggling, lots of ewws at Jills graphic. As it turns out, pop’s car wasn’t hard to spot. You weren’t supposed to leave your vehicle in the senior parking lot overnight. The school placed a large orange sticker on the driver’s side window to remind you of that when you did. I groaned as memories of what it took to get the sticker off returned. Soap, water, a razor blade and a lot patience. ‘I’ll take care of that when I get home tonight,’ I said quickly. My father just shook his head, his expression reminding me of our conversation. She had on a low cut shirt on that showed her cleavage and had slacks on with a pair of high heels. Not a bad looking lady at all.We all three stepped inside the little trailer. Me and the Mrs sat on the bed next to each other. Her husband stood up next to the counter. After a bit of chatting, she reached over and gave me a kiss and handed me a thing of lubricant and told me I might need it because of her tight pussy. My dick was very hard!We both stood up and started to get undressed. I no. A wink as she saunters over, fake long black eyelash shoots down and then up; Reminds me of a bats wing flapping. Ambling over, her demeanor as calm as any predator, so am i prey?... ... ... The hunted hunting a hunter, is it? *Cold Chuckle*~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"Hey, waiting on someone?" She purrs teasingly, as she just about covers the distance. Her voice as thick and warm as dripping honey, oozing pheromones."No," I simply replied."Good, then perhaps we can hang out," She.