The highschool was about twenty-five or thirty miles outside of St. Louis. Anyway,I was in a gay bar, in St. Louis one night, and low `n behold, one ...f myfootball player's Dad came in. Of course he was shocked and pretty scaredto see me there, and really didn't know how to handle it, but I quickly puthim at ease. I told him he sure as hell, was of a lot more exciting to methan some high school k**s were, and of course I sure wasn't gonna tellanybody back home that we were in a gay bar. I needed to feel the same way that I felt when I was getting fucked in the classroom. I was a Thursday morning and I put on my super short jean shorts and a very very tight pink wifebeater. My clunky Vans skate shoes fit around my yellow super low cut ankle socks. I rubbed my body down with lotion in every part, adding that beautiful sheen to my perfectly hairless tanned skin. Aviator shades on, I went for a walk. We lived outside of town and not too far from the truckstop. I had read,. She turn her face & asks ‘Ma what’s with you today? You’re behaving so strange’ I give the nervous smile again & tell her ‘i’ve been missing you a lot these days’ she smiles back. Then again under the pretext of reaching for the comb I brush my lips against her neck & that makes the blood rush to my head & with every move I become more daring & rub my pussy against her ass & I can feel heaven..I dare myself to rub her navel & start running my hand towards the upper part of the body. She pushes. In her younger days, she was considered petite, but always had good curves. After having Josh, those curves became more obvious. Her legs and rear became meatier and her breasts grew from C to DD. Lisa still attracted men, but not the kind she wanted.Josh fingered the panties for a few moments and then dropped his nose to the crotch and inhaled. It was a pungent scent, a forbidden one at that. But it electrified his senses. He did it again and teased his cock with his fingers.He needed so badly.