"I'll go first, Russell," said Mrs. O'Keefe and she started taking my pants off as I stood there next to her bed. Then, she tugged down my briefs and ...ent over and rubbed my dick along the top of her breasts. She then stood up and pulled off her top. There wasn't a bra on under and her large boobs were exposed to my eyes for the first time. I had dreamed of seeing them many times as I had sat in her classes, now, here they were right in front of me. "Take your shirt off, Russell. Do you like my. I do odd jobs around the neighborhood from cutting grass in the summer and shoveling snow in the winter and some minor repairs for the people in the neighborhood. I have been cutting the grass for Jean , a divorced women in her late thirties. She called and asked if I could come over to her house and cut the grass and other yard work. I told her that I could probably come over tomorrow in the am.The next day, I went over to Jean’s later in the morning to see about cutting her grass. It was. There was Mr. Monroe standing right there asking me what I was doing. Mr. Monroe was a very emotional man who usually had a soft , gentle voice, but not this time. “What do you think you are doing in my house? That is not lady like and you know it!”“Well what you were doing wasn’t all that gentlemanly either.” I replied.“Young lady! You shouldn’t have been watching me in the first place!” Mr.Monroe sneered back.“Well maybe I will just tell preacher!” I Yelled.To that he had no reply. . It ended up in an argument and us splitting for about two weeks. We went to counseling, patched everything up and got back together. Things have been great since then. Until now. I looked out at the ice and saw number nineteen of the Pythons skating around. Mike Stevenson. Great all around player. He could shoot and he could pass and he wasn’t afraid to mix it up in the zone with the other teams defense. ‘I Stand Alone’ by Godsmack hit the speakers and the team turned and looked at me, only a.