By the time I gothome, the daughter had already left for school, and the wife waswaiting for me in her tennis whites, looking obscenelyridiculous. "Yo...'re going to be late for work," she sputtered."And good morning to you, dear. It's a beautiful day outside." Don't get smart with me! I'm not talking to you after yourlittle stunt last night." Works for me," I said with a smile as I poured myself a bowl ofher Special K with skim milk. She stormed out of the kitchen,only to return a few seconds. I grabbed his dick, and he grabbed mine. We sat there, getting used to how eachothers dicks felt.Within seconds, we were jerking again, he was beginning to turn me on, with his short black hair, and his athletic body, we were staring straight into eachothers eyes, as we did our deed.As I stared into his big hazel eyes, he leaned in and kissed me. At first I was too scared to move, but I actually liked it, I didn't fight it. As we passionately kissed for a good five minutes, there was a knock at. " Kathrynlooked like she wanted to be a million miles away at that moment.She cleared her throat gently. "I-I bet you're excited for school in aweek. Later we can go shopping for some clothes and things you'll need.And the first grade! That's a big deal, right?"My eyes widened, and my face, if judging Kathryn's sudden concern, musthave looked like the typical horror movie victim seconds before themachete, axe or chainsaw strikes. A fucking week? A week? How had theentire summer past? It seemed. The minor droop in her boobs was about the only negative change in her five foot six body over the past ten years since her divorce.Reaching into the closet she picked pink silk dress. Slipping it over her head she glanced at the clock; almost eight thirty. She had about half an hour before Judy would arrive. Back down stairs she poured two fingers of Vodka into the high-ball glass and topped it up with orange juice from the fridge. Taking a long swallow the liquor did its job, steadying her.