“So if you want more, find me upstairs when you’re done with your shower.” After slowly withdrawing my hand from her legs, I stepped back and le...t her standing by herself. As Taylor calmed down from the passion forced upon her, she sighed and ran her hands through her hair. Taylor continued her shower. As she rubbed her hands over her body washing herself, she knew that her mind was already made up. Taylor turned the shower off and stepped out. Drying off, she rubbed the towel against her body. " Yes, yes, she did say that didn't she and you do have two well-developed cheeks to display that badge, Amber." Thank you sir, oh I love the way sir fondles them; oh... that feels so good. The Missus hired me because of my spanking bum, that's what she called it, didn't she?" That she did, you were no second-rate choice Amber." Yes she was the gym teacher, a good one too and she saw all the different behinds in the showers. She said I had the best one of all, except maybe for that Dalton girl. She kisses me on the cheek and lays down a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me. As she walks back to the stove, I watch her ass wiggle in her robe that she was wearing. At age the age of thirty-six, she was still a looker. Strawberry blonde hair, around 5'10, she wasn't fat, but she wasn't skinny either. She had tits that just begged to be sucked, around 36c or so, and had only a little of a sag. She had legs that didn't seem to stop; she always wore miniskirts to show them off. I hear. She’s told us all about the games the pair of you like to play. All about how you let her run around with Doctor Dish and how you even lent her to the doc for a whole ten days.”“Well, if that’s what rocks your world, me and the guys thought your sexy little wife might like to stay and keep us company for the weekend. I mean, look at her man. Face it, Pete, you’re married to a cock magnet. If we send her home, you won’t be able to keep her happy. She needs three young horn-dogs like us to keep.