They must have thought they or I was gay. Michelle had a boyfriend up to a month ago and seemed more like a lesbian at a quick glance with her short c...opped blonde hair. She had large breasts I often privately drooled over and were the topic of many sexual fantasies. Her body type was short with a lovely large rounded ass perfect for grabbing a hold of or for long hours of sitting. She had piercing deep blue eyes sharp as an eagle's. She could spot an obstacle within seconds from a few kms. "Do you want to kill me?" You are young, it will probably take me years to fuck you to death." Rachel, the way you make love to me, it will probably take less than a week."She giggled and said. "I just want to make sure you are satisfied with me. I am not as young as the students here." You don't have to be. I have been in love with you since I met Caroline." Alan don't lie to me, you didn't even notice me except as Caroline's mother." I noticed you. You gave me a hardon before I could even. She was as warm and loving as she had been on the day we took our vows. We touched, we kissed, we cuddled and snuggled and still, after eleven years, made love three or four times a week.The following Wednesday at two in the afternoon Owen Paulson turned my life upside down. His operative had followed Abby when she left work Thursday night and went to an address on Perry Street. She didn't knock on the door or ring the bell, she just walked right in. It was ascertained that the house belonged. I spent some time just checking them out. Cindy was sat next to Conner. She was 21 and a tiny thing. 5'1" maybe 100 lbs with long blond hair. When she talked she'd pat his arm or often touch his thigh. The guys were long and lean, about Conner's height, 5'11", but much thinner in that way boys in their early 20s are. I wondered if they enjoyed seeing my ass. No one but Conner had seen my ass in ten years. I wondered if these young guys enjoyed it, or was I too old. Eventually it was dinner.