Connie and I had no contact at all. I didn't even know if she and Franny had continued their affair.The day my decree came, I wanted to take Peggy out... Her divorce was delayed for some reason so we put our outing off for two more days. It was a Thursday and two in the afternoon when I received a call in my office from Peggy. This surprised me for I planned on picking her up at six for our dinner celebration. "Steve, the police just informed me, Franny is dead. They found his car off the road. "Was your sister the same way?" I asked."Yeah, and she went wild in her senior year. Drinking and parties all the time. I'm pretty sure she did some other stuff, too."I couldn't follow up on that, we were at the house. "I'm parking away from the house to make room for all the guests. Let's go get set up in the serving line." We dropped her bag in the hall closet, and met the caterers.The next couple of hours were spent serving the guests as they came off the reception line. With the hot food. She was moaning and ramming her fingers into her. I started to feel that same sensation in my own vagina and I could not fight the urge to touch myself. This time I slid my shorts and panties off and leaned back in the chair.I mimicked what I saw her doing in the video. I ran my fingers over my clit and stuck a finger in me. I pushed it in and out as fast as I could. Then I got brave and tried a second and a third finger. Three was my max. I could not fit anymore in me and the pain was. During the week she was a high school English teacher, on weekends she bartended at a popular college bar nearby, and during football season, the 26 year old was a professional cheerleader for the Philiadelphia Eagles.Corey was somewhat of an enigma. She believed that teachers should be stern, conservative, and provide moral examples for the students. When teaching, she wore slacks or ankle length skirts, bulky tops, and a sports bra to help supress her big D-cup breasts. It was all a joke.