I programmed it into my phone. ————————————- That night I was sitting in my room with my guitar. I was reflecting on the day....I thought about Media Lit and how Laz gave me his number. I thought About the looks we exchanged. I thought about yesterday. I thought about how he dominated me in his classroom. His hot hands touched every part of my body. His lips kissed my bare skin. His hips, oh how his hips connected with mine. His body kept perfect rhythm with mine. The thought of that luscious. She was way, way, smarter than me. I was having trouble trying to work out whether the total of my scoring guesses equalled a hundred. If it wasn’t out of a hundred and the score just divided by ten, I was lost. I decided I’d have to write it down later.Most of all, it bugged me that he had considered my wife long enough to give her fractions of scores. I don’t do well working with fractions, as they’re pretty tough nuts to crack, but I can operate the computer to do it, really well. How much. My jeans got tighter as I tried to hide my hard on"hiding something are we"as she glanced down,"nothing"I replied "let me take a look"she leaned forward and unbuttoned my jeans the hard on I had been hiding sprung out the tip pulsed purple as she took hold of my solid shaft and worked her fingers round.I moved my hand onto her shapely thigh and ran my fingers up to the top and gently caressed her warm pussy as I reached her clit I could feel her warm cum on my fingers I pushed a finger between. "Sure. You can get something to eat here; my parents are out all day. And it's free!"Once again Fiona and I exchanged looks. This was getting into dangerous territory for a couple of frauds like us. If the girls were looking for some sexy fun with us they wouldn't be very impressed by the socks in our panties! "Er... I think we'd rather find a McDonalds if you don't mind," I said. "But thanks for the offer." No, don't be silly, we can grill you a burger, a nice home-made one and you can hold.