As she got older sometime I would go in at night, or weekends. She was good at getting her home work done and about getting herself up and going to sc...ool. If I was working she would call each night at bed time to let me know everything was alright. On one of those days, that I had worked all night, it was warm spring day at about 2:45 pm, the kind of day that make teens want to skip chores, and grown men sough off to play golf. The Front door alarm rang, wakening me as I recovered from a late. Inside the classroom stands a fully undressed Draco Malfoy, leaning back against the blackboard, eyes closed and hand resting on the head of a equally nude boy with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead."Merlin, Potter," Draco gasped, gripping the Boy Who Lived's hair reflexively as Harry's lips slid down to the base of his erect penis, buried deep in his partner's throat. "Who knew you'd be so damn good at this?"Harry chose not to respond to the blonde Slytherin, working his mouth all. The Game excited her too. But it was scary. She couldn't believe how fast things had gone the last time. One moment, she was dancing with Keith, and the next, he was sucking her nipples and trying to pull down her pantyhose. Jen knew she had come close to getting fucked. Mike knew too, and he was gleeful by the thought. Jen didn't really know how she felt. Her husband was encouraging her to fuck other men. But did he really mean it? Did she want to become an adulteress — a hot wife? She stirred. About a month ago, things took a great turn. One night when she came home from work, I hugged her as I always did, but this time I took a chance and I kissed her too. On the lips, and I held it. She did not back away, in fact she pulled me closer as we held our kiss. I had to lean my head down a bit, because while my mother definitely had a bigger ass and bigger breasts than I did, I was taller than her.She was smiling at me when we separated. I was trembling after that kiss. That was all the.