Meanwhile, Mrs. Shlovak didn't notice a thing from her desk, especially since she seemed to spread her legs a bit more right before pulling herself mo...e towards the computer to change the screen, which was a normal action for her. The sight of her thin, yet slight curved leg with the white panties she wore made me twitch quite the bit, though I was glad that Paula seemed to decide that she wanted to feel my cock with her bare hands, and slowly unzipped my pants. A slight movement to my left. I felt myself melting inside. She had it all.“Er…hello…er…Good Morning, Katie,” I stumbled, desperately trying to appear normal, despite what was going on in my head. I had never met a girl who had produced such an instant, devastatingly powerful reaction in me. What the hell was going on? Here I was, a mature, experienced, worldly-wise thirty-four-year-old guy, turning into a gibbering wreck at the sight of this teenage girl. Was this all a weird dream?For what seemed like forever I stood and. " Rightthen they all knew that was how he would differentiate between them whenboth were around.Even with being called Mom by her son feeling great and was what Gracealways dreamt of. Hearing that word utter from her son did not feelright or rang true. She knew Peter calling her Mom came from her sonaccepting her for who she was; yet not being called Dad felt like thepast was being disrespected. Right then Grace realized that even withbeing a woman she would and always will be Peter's dad.How. “Oh God … what’s happening to me? I let a man I didn’t even know fuck me … repeatedly. I can’t stop thinking about how he felt, honey.”Patty laughed at her mom’s bewilderment. “I know, mom. I know. It’s exciting, though, isn’t it?”Olivia gasped out, “Oh, yes … my God, yes … this is so much more. It’s a little scary, too.”“Don’t worry, mom. This is exciting for me, too. Together we can do things we might not alone.” Olivia sighed. She wasn’t sure what was meant by that, but she had to.