My step-daughter was sitting there watching everything happen. With a wide-open, wide-eyed look on her face. As Kristina finished doing oral on me, sh... rolled over. Spread her legs, and laid there. I asked her about protection, and she shrugged, saying, "I'm on the pill." I was hesitant, but I wanted her so bad.I entered her. Hearing my step-daughter say, "Oh. That's like really kinky," I thrust my penis inside Kristina. I was watching it enter her, pulling out of her, and entering her again.. Two black swingers, straight from a fashion magazine, they were both gorgeous. I welcomed them into our home, shaking Bill’s hand, and giving Sharon and big hug and kiss on the cheek. Jess, just a couple of feet away, regained her composure, and genuinely greeted our guests, hugging and kissing both on the cheek. I glanced over at Jess, and, glancing back at me, the excitement in her eyes was unmistakeable. I could tell from the looks in Bill and Sharon’s eyes, they were excited as well,. He told me there is nothing to do. I asked for the family name and home number to call them myself. He said he would text me the information when we end the call.I sat pensive waiting for his text.I called the wife. She was sobbing, almost hysterically. The oldest son took the phone from his Mother. I offered my condolences, as futile as it was. I asked him if there was anything his family needed right away. He declined. I promised to call him again tomorrow.Jill opened the door asking if I had. Every night she closes her eyes and thinks of Mr James. Thinks of his lips moving over her breasts, tracing down her body to her hot, ready lips. Rubbing her clit imagining it was his fingers not hers, slipping her finger deep inside imagining it was really him. Is this really happening? ‘Izz? You ok?’ Mr James asked quietly, suddenly nervous. You’re a teacher. You just kissed a student. Crossed the line. and you’re MARRIED. Izzy looked up and smiled the sexiest smile he had ever seen. Screw.