Not only didn't she answer her phone, but now she had even turned it off. I drove around and finally found her car parked in front of her brother's ho...se. Inside of it I found an empty bag from a store, with a receipt showing that she had bought a card, new bikini panties, and new bra's, along with several items of make-up. She had never worn bikini briefs in her entire life, and hadn't bought herself a new bra in years. She had make-up at home, that I had bought for her nearly every Christmas,. Away.”I was horrified I was so hard and all I wanted was to blow my load in this girls mouth or on her face or tits, or at least on her hand. But true to her word she got dressed and we pulled into Patti’s apartment complex. She leaned over to me, hugged me, shoved her tits in my face “accidentally”and kissed me on the cheek and got out. Immediately after she left the car I felt guilty about what had happened and texted my girlfriend that I had to see her and to meet me at my apartment. I was. ..why...and why was my Step-Son, His Friend Martin, and my Son Jesse at the adult theater?! They had all graduated HighSchool and were supposed to be on a road trip with about 10 others.As Jesse continued to fuck His Step-Mothers pussy I realized that nearly half of the cocks that had fucked my Wife tonite had slept in my house...I had known for at least 5years...and I would never be able to look at the same way again.As my Son continued to fuck my Wife, I noticed Martin hadn't moved away. His. My job was to make education interesting but you are often handcuffed in what you teach and how you teach it. Today was one of those days. “Anyone?” A hand confidently rose from the middle of the classroom. “Semiotics means the interpreter of signs. It’s the idea that all our actions, our facial expressions, even the clothes we wear are signs that are a part of communication,” Jenny smiled and winked at me, like the wink I had given her when we first met. For the last three weeks, Jenny Walsh.