It was almost eight o’clock when Dwayne walked over to the table. I had just finished my second drink after dancing with a young college graduate an... did not see him when he arrived. “Missing me?” he asked. I gave him a big passionate kiss and hug. “From the moment I stepped out the door,” I replied. It was so good to see him, he knows how to cheer me up and make me feel desired. We ordered dinner and chatted small talk about the week's events away from each other. Dwayne is someone that tells. Fran and Geoff got plates and strolled along the buffet tables. Tempted by the scent of bacon and eggs, they opted instead for warm rolls and oranges. A fresh breeze blew in from the water as they sipped the strong coffee grown in the high country near Mandeville, where the elevation and the tropical climate combined to produce a coffee as fine as any cultivated in Kenya.A copy of USA Today was available, but the daily record of discord and calamity seemed remote in the paradisiacal setting.. "Mr. Seeger, please don't--" Hush," Laura said.Heather fell silent at once.Seeger narrowed his eyes. "Interesting how easily you can command this particular student, Laura. One would almost think she simply couldn't resist you."Oh shit, Heather thought. She squeezed her eyes shut as the dildo expanded into her pussy. God, not here, please. Why did he have to interfere?"Really," Laura said in a dry voice. "Heather, go into my office and wait for me there."Heather obeyed without question,. The hug did come to an end, and I started walking up the stairs again. “Goodnight, Marc” she said.“Goodnight, Lily” I replied. I went into my room and took of my shirt and pants. The bugle that I had feared had now become a reality. I stuck my hand down my underwear to feel it. It was incredibly wet at the tip. I don’t know how I had let this very wrong idea enter my head. Why was I all of a sudden sexually attracted to my best friend’s mom? Touching my dick only made it worse. Or better? I was.