“You don’t have to tell me, but how did you two meet?”Jackie looked at him for a moment, then went back to loading the dishwasher while she reco...nted her story.“We met at college. He was one of my lecturers and my tutor in my final year.” She rinsed a plate.“I’ve always had this thing for older men. When I was sixteen I used to fantasise about some of my father’s friends!” She ran some water into the sink.“George had a bit of reputation for flings with students. I have to say I couldn't see. When she left, the three kids started going wild. The two boys and one girl were out of control, and trying to contain them was hell. However, the mother finally made it home after about three hours. She took out her some money to pay us, but only gave my friend and I $15 each. I looked at her for a minute, a bit puzzled, and then told her that she owed my friend and I another $3 each. She looked back into her pocketbook, but did not find any more money. She then got a seductive look in her. His tongue found my ear, and I felt and heard the wet slurping motions of it as it worked its way in and out.Meanwhile, my right hand, which was behind him since he first leaned into my chest, found its way onto his right ass cheek. I caressed it through his tight nylon shorts, then was able to work my way under the fabric, getting bore of his ass flesh into my palm, caressing and kneading the warm, smooth skin."What the hell was I doing???" I thought - I'm like a teenager parked at Makeout. Dusty refused to touch any woman before her because how of how sick Lindsey made him. He even refused to let Lindsey get close to him again the one time she was here. He didn't even let her kiss him once during that entire time and he never brought her up ever again.There must be more to this than meets the eye."But who is he and how is he here now? Why do you believe that you have a son who is that old? You're right, you couldn't have gotten away without someone in the guild ratting you out or.