“You are still awake?” I asked when I saw Ed entering into the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water. “Yes, can’t sleep,” he replied and ha... some water. I was still busy doing dishes. I was wearing an old top with a knee high skirt. I didn’t do all the buttons of my top because Ed was not around, so I just got comfortable not worrying about Ed noticing her mom showing cleavage. I didn’t have really big boobs just 34B. I was thirty-nine, but still, I was very slim, just like some nineteen year. I know our sex life had been great, at least I thought. She’d never complained to me. Though I would hardly call her adventurous, we’d always had a good time in bed, and I always took care of her and I’d never once left her hanging.But I had a feeling that scumbag she worked for, who I’d caught leering at her at the company Christmas party, was probably teaching her a few new tricks, maybe even tying her up in his apartment while he took her every way he could think of. Just the thought of. He could feel her hot breath in his ear. She whispered, ‘Oh Tom….I’ve wanted you forever…I’ve wanted you since the first day I laid eyes on you.’ Her hands traveled up and down his chest, down to his groin. He felt her soft smooth silky skin on his back. Her big soft breasts pressed up against him, her hands traveling up and down the length of his belly, his chest, his sides. ‘You smell so good Professor….ooohhhh….mmmmyyyy…’ she murmured in his ear. He relaxed when she finally wrapped her. .."Ben tilted his head, waiting for her to finish. Obviously she was still holding something back. He shrugged. "I know it sucks, Ally, but I think you're doing the right thing by talking it out." He rubbed her hand and gave it a squeeze. "So what's the other half of your dilemma?"A lump formed in Ally's throat. She had promised the professor she wouldn't tell anyone about the book, but she wanted a second opinion. Was it for real, or just a ploy to get closer to her? And did she really want to.