I moved over to the sink and started to wash the dirty plates and glasses, all the time leaning forward looking out the window looking for Paul.Then I...spotted him, it looked like he was holding a bottle of spirits while my husband and his friends stood around challenging each other to do shots one after the other.It was a couple of hours before my son walked back into the kitchen swaying all over the place and giggling like a c***d. I shouted at him this time as he should know better after his. " What?" Well; Mr Jackson being our social services teacher." Yes. I thought I'd die when I saw him." Are you OK with him being a teacher here?" Yes. I think that he's sorry for what he did and my father used to sayto me, always give people a second chance if they make a mistake." It was a big mistake." I know, but if he is truly sorry, I don't want to wreck his career.They couldn't have thought that he was a very bad man or he would not beallowed to work at a school. There are laws about. Mom didn’t wear a lot of makeup but when she did, her eyes looked sooo sexy. Something else she didn’t do often was wear any of her short skirts or lingerie around the house. Stilettoes, seldom worn, gave her legs and bum that extra sexual appeal. I imagined.“Rick! What the hell do you think you are doing?” she demanded.I didn’t know how to answer. Of course, it was obvious what I was doing. A smart assed answer didn’t seem the right course of action though. We had already explored each other. "Are you ready?" Yes I'm ready Steve.I went up on the bed as Rachael opened up her legs. She reached and gave me some kygel to apply my dick. I gelled it and stroked it in front of her, she smiled at me seductivelywith her red lips and mouth wide open as she was ready to be fucked."Please fuck me."I moved in and positioned myself on top of her and inserting my dick inside her slowly.She moaned as I moved closer, entering her a little deeper. I started off slowly fucking herwith a smooth motion,.