No one even rustled. “No wonder nobody passed the quiz. Class dismissed for the day, we’ll talk about this next week.” He watched as they packed...up their book bags and filed out of the classroom. He turned and sat at his desk, exasperated. Kids these days, he thought. They don’t care about where they came from or the history of the country. “Mr. Roberts?” A voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked up, one of his students was standing in front of him, smiling sweetly. He couldn’t remember her. These dates always left me wanting more, but I never got the nerve to delve into the pot of gold and taste the tender fruit of womanhood. Most of the time I was horny as hell. With no female comfort, this left me with my trusty hand to lull the tension in my body. Sometimes I would fantasize about my mom being in my room nude when I jerked off. This usually got me every hot and I would shoot off almost immediately. I live with my mom who’s 36, and she’s beautiful. My mom could be. I grabbed the latest Redbook home journal to sex & checkout, and I was on my way.That evening I managed to pawn the kids off onto individual friends and family. So with book in hand and enough leftover romantic flair from watching Rogers and Hammerstein’s “Cinderella” religiously, I proceeded to set the trap for my unsuspecting husband.I washed the sheets, doused them with an extra bit of Downey, lit a few candles, and fixed Rahul’s favorite meal. Rahul was excited, not only because he got to. "Yes, we can."Neither spoke for a few minutes. Nora reveled in the feel of her father inside her for the first time. Joe couldn't believe what was happening, but didn't have the moral strength to put a stop to their incestuous act. He'd daydreamed about fucking her for too many years to deny his desires any longer.They'd both reached this moment at the same time for different reasons. He'd finally opened his mind enough to allow it to happen, and Nora's exposure to David and Carol's incestuous.