“Alyssa, are you here?”A tanned, trim woman emerged from the bathroom wearing only panties but had a big towel drying off her mane of blonde hair....“I’m here, who wants to know?”“Uh, Alyssa,” Ashley cleared her throat.“Hi, mom,” Stacy said coolly.Alyssa stopped in her tracks, eyes wide. Her reflex was to wrap the towel around herself.“Really, mom? You walked around the house half-naked my entire life,” Stacy sighed.“What are you doing here?” Alyssa gasped.“Good to see you, too,” Stacy said,. I sat beside you, giving you the best sexiest, seductive smile I could. You brought an extra pair of earphones that I could wear, and we shared your radio.”“By the way, I love dressing very sexy for the special man who appreciates me. I love him showing me off, especially to men.”“I’ll remember that,” Dan nodded.“You had a really hard time, pardon the pun, watching the game and looking at me. The game got really rough and there were several fights. When the Falcon’s would score, we’d stand,. “So, you think I let your husband fuck me out of love?, if you think so, you are crazy, I fucked him or I was out of work; there were no two ways about it; do you by any chance know how it feels to be treated like dirt, without respect, and be abused, just to keep a job” Margie’s face was transformed by passion, her flaming red hair was in disarray and the whiteness of her of her skin was suffused red with anger and shame.Charlene kept her thoughts to herself; she was not convinced by the. After my friends had barged their way past I was forced to sit opposite her which I didn't mind as I could stare into her eyes. As soon as I sat down I felt a foot rubbing up my leg, naturally thinking it was Katy (Mrs Peters) I sat there and tried to enjoy it. After a while her foot made its way into my pants and was stroking my cock, I couldnt take anymore and sped off to the boys toilet to masturbate. About half way through masturbating to the thought of Mrs Peters, I heard the door open and.