At last loaded and on my way home, or so I thought. An unexpected phone call from my boss, take that load and deliver it in the morning !!I knew I cou...d never get to unload Friday so I went as far as I could pulled into a lay by and thought I'd have an early night.As I was sat there I heard a knock on the door, looking up I saw a woman in what I thought her 40s standing there, I opened the window and before I could say anything, she said "Do you fancy some fun" thinking I had misheard her I. Mr Armstrong was his name, quite well named I must say, those bulging arms of muscle always attracted my attention.It was last period when we had maths, I made sure I was first to class, I walked in, swagger in my step, making sure he saw my ass bounce from side to side with each step. I took my seat as the rest of the class came in, I sat there, pen in hand, teasefully biting on the end of it. He started the class with some work, I had my legs crossed till I saw him take a look under my desk,. Michael peered into the window of the living room and it was empty. There were a couple of liquor bottles setting on the kitchen table and a suitcase on the chair. Michael could hear laughter coming from the main bedroom so he crept back to the window and looked carefully inside. He could not believe what he saw. His father was flat on his back in bed with an enormous hard on. Sitting on his face was a woman a little younger than his mother and not built any nearly as well as Susan. All Michael. My finger soon sorted that.After just a few minutes rubbing my clit I came.Not as good as a big cock,but it would have to do.I got dried off and started dressing,when the doorbell rang.I only had my stockings and skirt on.I quickly pulled on a top and went downstairs to answer the door.It was the plumber.After only 45 minutes.bloody hell.I brought him into the kitchen,aware that my nipples were very visible through the light fabric of my top.He introduced himself as Joe.I caught him staring at.