It was in fact the very first day of the new semester that I return home to find the house looking sacked-things missing everywhere. Dad had healed up...and snuck out. Just when things had finally started to look normal again, he ran out on us. Not too long afterward, mom was served divorce papers and we all had to move. We had long sustected that his obsession with the church and local church school had something to do with a certain teacher, whom for a woman in her mid to late 40's wasn't so. Once inside I saw him already on all 4s, pants off wearing nothing but his shirt and looking back at me. I loved staring at his smooth round bubble butt. I knew just what he wanted as I started to take off my pants. Kicking them off and holding my cock I walked over stroking as I got behind him. I took my cock and slapped it onto his ass repeatedly as he looked back at me. I suddenly fell to my knees as I spread his ass cheeks apart and started to lick his tight little hole up and down.. "S... So, how long have you been married?" She finally asked, hearing the door lock upstairs."Eighteen very happy years." Brian, Jake's father answered, "You two?" Oh, we've been together for thirteen." Jenny said, her confidence returning. "Dave is my second husband. Sarah's father ran off when she was five." Dave smiled back at Brian."We've only been married the once." Nicole, Jake's mother said, "You couldn't live without me, could you sweetie?" It was Dave's turn to smile at Brian, who was. Turning, you place my hand on your shoulder and lead me inside. We hold a conversation as only long lost friends can while preparing drinks. Occasionally, I peek around the corner to catch yet another glimpse of you. Each time eliciting the grin that drives me deeper in love with you. You reach and grab both of the glasses from my hands as I re-enter the living room. I lower my mouth to yours as you strain up to meet my lips. Again, we get lost in the moment. Our mouths intent on the intimacy.