We just assumed we'd feed her, unless her mother called to tell us she wanted her home. And even that didn't keep her from coming over later. She live... only a block away and would walk over in the evening to 'study.'We thought we had things under control.Then the office caught on fire.We lease part of a cinder block building, all sprinklered, so the damage wasn't too severe. But it hurt. And I was worried.I was even more worried when the Fire Marshall called the next day to confirm that the. “Put your feet up on the panel,” Helen instructed me while she started the car, “and spread them as wide as you can. I want to be able to see and touch my prize for tonight.” I followed her orders, closing my eyes when I was done. I didn’t want to see if anybody noticed my lewd state. We reversed out of the parking lot, and Helen shifted the lever to drive. That left her hand free to play with my body. The drive wasn’t that long, perhaps fifteen minutes, but most of her touches consisted of. By popular demand, we decided to share a fifth one which had spicy salami slices and chili peppers on it, something she called ‘Peperoni”, and that was very tasty. It left us with residual heat in our mouths, so we had six bowls of ‘tutti frutti’ ice cream to follow, each with a couple of fan-shaped wafers stuck in the top. We did turn down the offer of coffee; the bill was already above our usual budget for eating out, but worth it for the new experience. We couldn’t complain about the. She took hold of my index finger and started giving me a lesson in sex ed, showing me the different parts of her pussy. Most importantly, she showed me where her labia, and clit were, telling me what felt good on a woman. It had been close to thirteen years since mom had enjoyed sex with another man. After a while, she let go of my hand and instincts took over. I laid down next to her and we started kissing softly at first with my fingers following the same rhythm as our kiss. As our.