"What do you want a sexy story?" Hmmm," Kit replied, "That sounds good." OK you deviate but it will cost you."Her eyes twinkled as she lay next to me ...ompletely nude and said, "I am here to serve you Drif... or service you... Tell me damn it."Well I had this buddy named Tom. Tom's Mom was a real fox. She was in her thirties and she looked so good. Built and cute as hell. Feisty and playful. Every time I would go over to Tom's house I would leave with a semi hard on from watching her strut. .. well we've always known actually that you and dad have had a pretty active sex-life, just never seen you quite as open about it as you are now," I said looking at her, watching as she uninhibitedly continued to ease that yellow fruit in and out of her obviously wet pussy."Well, to more fully answer your question? I've always been horny first thing in the morning, don't know why really ... maybe it's the equivalent of your morning woody or something like that. But ... I've always enjoyed the. It makes me wild being called that. About a couple weeks later I showed up at his house as always, eager for a good hard fuck. When I walked in through the back door, there were two other guys there in the kitchen with Bob. Bob smiles at me and tells me that these were some of the guys that worked with him. One was a bit short, 5’8”, pudgy, same age as Bob. The other guy younger than the other two, about 37, I would guess and he was a bit built, about 6’. They were drinking some beers. It wasn’t really her fault; she had started it last night, sitting at the study desk in her bedroom intending to finish it. But as soon as she started, she was distracted by thoughts of Mr Morris; his piercing blue eyes that seemed to look through her into her soul. It was made even worse, because yesterday at lunch, one of her friends shared the latest gossip. Janice had seen Mr Morris lead the new, young art teacher, Miss Cooper into a spare storeroom in the basement, and she hung around.