..that I could get him hard and turned on enough to actually watch me shower...This went on for another 2 weeks and almost every single time , I could...catch him out of the corner of my eyes , standing there , watching and playing with his crotch...I had begun to think of what his dick might look like under those shorts...it had to be bigger then mine , I wondered how big? Sometimes it turned me on and got me hard in the shower and I would spend extra time cleaning my cock and balls...just. I was about done she said I have to the garage and get something out of my car she walk out I seen her ass a bubble butt with a dimple on her cheek so hot.I got up walk to her bedroom fast open her draws second one was her bras all where the bail type look at the size some where 36g and rest ddd on the bottom I seen a sheer bra size 36d wtf I thought I open the third one and it was her panties now I am hard as a rock few thongs few lace see through leopard print ones and then her sex toy about. As I leaned over her both hands on her back and slid them up to her shoulders, my shat slid down her crack and I could feel her wetness dripping against me. As I moved back down her shoulders to her lower back, slowly, both hands on her, the movement cause my hips to push forward. She arched at the right time and I easily slid my rock-hard cock into her dripping wet pussy. She let out a big moan and an “oh God” as I slid fully into her.I paused as she grabbed ahold of the bed sheets with both. This was one of my biggest mistakes back in the day. I had been a chemist and at the end of the four years I knew I wasn’t going to go to grad school for chemistry. I got an MBA instead. Great for business, but only a master’s degree. If I ever wanted to teach at the university level, I would need a PhD; the master’s only allowed me to teach at a community college level (which I had done.) I wanted to get my doctorate in either math or computers, and I figured I should be able to do it easily,.