All those fancy people ... they thought ... discovered that a professorship trumped a businessman, or a sheriff, or a city mayor. Having gone through ...ife with one foot in the principal's ass didn't matter much when the paper due in Literature 101 had to be more than 'What I did over the summer.' Five pages, TYPED, meant five pages after the cover page and the synopsis. The ability to throw a football fifty yards meant you either passed the simple 101 class or lost your scholarship."Why would I. The thought of my wife dating another guy turned me on so much."You'd really have to cut off a lot of your hair," I said hesitantly."I know, but it would grow back. Do you think I should do it? It would be fun to have a new look, I've never been anything but blond."My lust was so overwhelming. Thinking of Ralph's increasing control over Jen made me lightheaded. This might not seem like a big deal, but in fact it was huge. Jen knew that I loved blonds, that I had never even considered going out. Usually I have her pussy in front of me, plucking out any ingrown hairs that may have developed. I remembered loving the smell of her moms pussy. Inches from my face as I did my work. The memory seemed so real. I could smell Lynns pussy right now. Then…it hit me. That wasn’t Lynn’s pussy. It was Jessica’s. I had gotten so lost in thought and in digging for splinters that I didn’t even notice how close to her young fuck hole I actually was. My cock began to harden. Growing stiff with every. ”John smiled wryly. “Claire, dear, I think we always knew it would be like this. I’ll survive. Sooner or later I have to get used to being alone. Your company has healed me of the worst of my bereavement. We all have to face things we don’t like. It’s been a privilege and a gift to have you here. Don’t feel bad.”Claire hugged him, and as she had a month before, kissed him like a lover, and he kissed her back. Then they looked at each other trying to read each other’s reaction. Then at the same.