But Noah was different. The idea of seeing him, being alone with him, filled me with a deadly thrill.“Jenna, I can’t. I’m working late anyway.�...“So go afterwards,” she said. “Please. You know I’d do the same for you. Please.”“Why’d you guys break up anyway?” I stalled. “Jackson?”The name sounded vicious in our warm living room. I wished I hadn’t said it.“I don’t wanna talk about it,” She concentrated on her phone, her thumbs typing fast but she narrowed her eyes and I knew it was so I wouldn’t. Two splashes disturbed the water close by. It was too dark, however, to make out whether they were male or female. Discovering that the lido was already in use, a drunken roar rang out. "Oh my God, I think it's some of my students," she whispered, clinging like a limpet to her chaperone's side.With that, the pair were circled in a predatory manner, splashed and cajoled as the two drunken schoolboys made high jinx. Without warning, Matthew was nudged aside and Rosie was accosted, the carefree. *Kristen had reached around my waist and had a firm grip on my dick.“Zak that must have gotten you worked up. Your dick feels so hard,” said Kristen."What did you expect to happen listening to your encounter?"Kristen walked around in front of me and parted her pussy. I loved your encounter.“Zak, I have had your fingers and tongue in my pussy and Anna had hers. Is my pussy not good enough for your dick?” said Kristen."All you had to do was ask for me to fuck you."“I am not going to make an. He’s three going on thirty!”“Is that your oldest son?”“Yes. He’s a real handful.”“Like his dad, then?” she teased.“You have no idea,” I chuckled.We got to the car and I put her bags in the trunk, then returned the cart to a machine in the parking lot. I pulled out of the parking spot, drove to the gate, paid the fee, and headed north on Cicero Avenue towards the Stevenson Expressway. Thirty-five minutes later, I pulled into the driveway next to the coach house. We took Abbie’s bags from the.