O. What do you do?” She smiled. ”I work in investments… Strange coincidence, huh?” He smiled. She leaned over and put her hand under his chin ...nd held him to kiss him. His hands worked their way up her tight toned body to the top of the zipper on her dress and on one swift movement it was falling off her shoulders. He continued to kiss her as he pulled her onto his lap pulling the dress off the top half of her body, revealing her perky luscious breast. She began to pull at his tie and unbutton. .his cock head was sticking out the top of the shorts. Just from staring at it I was literally becoming drunk from my raging hormones. Casually Chandler mentioned that I was touching his nuts but he didn't move so I became bolder. Sliding my hand through the leg of his golfing shorts, I started caressing them. Sighing, Chandler leaned his head back on the couch and spread his legs wider. As I caressed his balls, I could feel his hard cock through the leg of his shorts. Chandler, now wanting. Dammit I’m still in love with the woman, now she hates my guts. And she has every right in the world to hate me. I fucked her daughter for Christ-sakes. And if she only knew the details of the things I did with Marley Patterson. All I can say in my defense is, I’m addicted to sex. But as a teacher, I should’ve never allowed myself to succumb to my urges the way I have. Suddenly my doorbell rings causing these shameful thoughts to fade, a thought rushes through my intoxicated brain. Oh shit, the. ” He pointed to each of us in turn and for several moments there was a flurry of arms crisscrossing as we all shook hands.I should take a few moments to describe the new, though temporary, residents of the household. Robert Kendrickson and his brother Harry were as different as possible; it was hard to imagine them being at all related. Robert was a thin stick of a man, about thirty years of age, with thinning hair and all the charm of a dead fish, with a handshake to match. He resembled.