Cherie nimbly lowered her naked body into the tub to sit facing me, then slowly leaned back, a blissful expression on her face. "Ahhhh... this feels n...ce," she sighed. The tub was so large that the two of us could sit quite comfortably, and even though I was still a bit astonished at my daughter's boldness, I was finding it a bit titillating as well. I was puzzled at first by the slight arousal I felt, a ripple of heat that wasn't from the bathwater flickering through my loins as Cherie made. She wasn’t returning his phone calls. ************* The memory of his hands on her body felt like hands on her body. Firm, but gentle touches. Soft caresses and fleeting, breathy kisses down her body. She fell asleep thinking about him, and woke up thinking about him, and couldn’t help thinking she shouldn’t be thinking about him. She should be thinking about something else. Anything else, really. School. The divorce. Networking for her next job. The real job, after graduation. Shed could. Leave them thereuntil I tell you otherwise. Ladies, I want one of you to kneel infront of Peter and take his cock in your mouth. I want the otherto kneel behind him and to put your tongue and lips between thecheeks of his ass. You are not to touch him with your hands. Iwant you to make him cum with only your mouths. The way he looks,it doesn't appear it will take much effort." A brief silence, and then, like a dispensation from heavenitself, a wet mouth closed suddenly over the tip of. "Okay, well, if you aren't going to be seeing any more applicants today, maybe we could just, hang out, instead." The boy took a few more slow, but confident steps toward him."S- Sorry?" Coach stammered, but the boy didn't answer, not with his words. Instead, he made it to where the coach was standing, and wrapped his arms around him, as if to hug him. Coach didn't know how to react, so he stood there, waiting. The boy began to shift back and forth, rubbing the Coach's bulge against his stomach.