This respected school teacher, this pillar of the community, was having what the papers called a “torrid affair” with a younger man, and I was tha... younger man, here in this lady's home to have sex with her.We drank a mouthful of tea each and she led me into the bedroom, where we undressed each other, embraced, kissed and covered each other's body in little touches and pecks. I bent her over and licked her arse, just to re-establish my ownership of her body and remind her, if she needed. At the end of the hour I had burned up the physical urge to strike back at history and time. But I was still angry. I still felt trapped and confused.Saturday, 6:30 P.M.I stood in front of Martha's dressing mirror, all done up in slacks and sport coat and tie, all ready to go out with someone I didn't want to go out with.Martha said, "You look great. Jessica should be impressed." Yes," I muttered cheerlessly, working on my tie. "Jessica." Well, if it's going to be so agonizing, why don't you. Up to now, our lovemaking had been quite simple. Either she was on top of me or the positions were reversed. Oral sex was used mostly as part of the pre-intercourse ritual. Each orgasm with her still stunned me in its intensity and she treated me to a wide range of climaxes herself. But, that night... I paused at the bathroom door, studied the shape of my fourteen-year-old, and fatherly concern for her aches and pains flew out the window.I knew my daughter had a great ass, but, Jesus! Naked,. ’ The cogs in Gabby’s mind had turned and turned, trying rapidly to find a way to teach this bastard a lesson without Angelina finding out. She knew how much Marcus meant to Angelina and also knew that although Angelina would never question her if Gabby told her the truth, all the same, there would still be this unspeakable chasm that would form between them, and Gabby was far too fond of her friend to let her go so easily. In that split second of contemplation, Gabby made a decision and took.