Jen put her fork down and forced herself to remain calm."I'm sorry", he said even though it was clear that he was not. "I assumed that from now on we ...re back to the usual formalities. You are Hannah's teacher and I am her father".She was shocked. Really shocked. She expected him to fight for her, to ask her to spend the summer with him but he had managed to surprise her. Alex Devlin got what he wanted and he wasn't going to ask for more. She tried to tell herself that it was for the better. It. A night alone. You check your e-mail. Sort through your snail mail. All the way home you had this silly grin and loud chuckle as thoughts of 10E cross your mind. Walking into the bedroom, you begin to get undress, but can’t help how horny you are. Looking at yourself in the mirror in your lacy white underwear the mini skirt off. You rub your hands across your bra. Feeling yourself. Thinking how wonderful it would be to have man do that. 10E specifically. Nice guys are so hard to fine. Always. Joe joined in the tickling and before long Mary said ‘Uncle’ They stopped tickling her and waited for an answer. ‘Which one did each of you fuck? Was it Helen or Margaret. ‘We are not sure,’ they both responded, we both thought we were fucking Helen. ‘That’s because you fucked both of them. Every time they left the bedroom they switched places. This is a game they love to play on their husbands. They tell me they played this game all through college and even used the technique to get some. The hardness of the nipple through the clothes.This time she cried out when I fell on top of her. She tried to push up again, but I just kept my weight on her. She was trapped.“Get the fuck off me you sick bastard.”I said nothing. My hand was still on her breast, kept there by the weight of our bodies. As she wriggled to get free, my hand moved back and forward across her breast. The hard nipple moving across the palm of my hand. She kicked and twisted again, but I was ready for it this time.