I told her I thought her and her mom were very fine women, she blushed again. As we were chatting I noticed her legs parting more and more until I was...sure I saw her pussy lips. Okay it was now or never I straight out told her that she looked from delicious in my shirt and I would loving nothing more than to make love to her sweat sexiness, she looked at me and said I was wondering when you would ask with a big smile she took of the shirt as she stood, totally naked under the shirt. My dick. A large tractor-trailer hauling logs pulled up behind her and though the driver tried to swerve and miss her when his brakes failed, caught the right rear bumper of our car and slammed her and Jamie into the side of the fast moving freight train. Something to do with water in his system. A blow down valve failed and didn't purge the moisture as it should have. The mass and kinetic energy of the truck booted them like a football.Thankfully, little Jamie died instantly, my beloved Heather. I’m fine.” My young tutor looked distinctly uncomfortable and loosened the top button of his shirt. It was exactly the reaction I had wanted and it just made me feel even naughtier. He sat down again and resumed his appraisal of my work. As he spoke, I listened intently but uncrossed my legs. I sat with them slightly apart and slid one hand slowly up my left leg. Cory paused and looked down and then looked at me. “It’s OK, I’m listening Sir…I mean Cory.” He began to speak again, but was totally. And now here I sat, questioning my sanity, wondering what the fuck I was doing, and figuring that maybe this would be my downfall, and the divorce I'd thought about for so many years would happen. All it would take is someone having seen what happened, or having Brandy say something to her mom about it. Her mom. The thought of her made me cringe.A miserable marriage for years, only held together by the fact it was convenient, we had a good life, and we didn't want the hassles or bullshit of.