Have a good evening Ms. Jones."She smiled and said,"Call me Melody. I'll see you again I'm sure. I don't mean to rush off, but I've got a really early...day tomorrow, and I need to get some sleep." No problem Melody, and you can call me Joe. Thank you for coming in and I look forward to seeing you again soon."After she left I closed up, and went home. After a shower I grabbed a beer and rubbed one out thinking about Melody and her amazing tits before I went off to bed. A couple of nights went by. And even slower, she moved onto his zipper. Before she even could pull it down, though, she could feel a HUGE pole in his pants—even bigger than her husband’s…His erection was enormous. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything, for fear of losing her well-paying job. She pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned his pants. Mr. Derrick reached down and pulled his underwear out and underneath his penis, which sprang up and hit Lindsey on the lips, who fell backward from the shock.“Mr.. ..nibbling at the meaty tool to beckon it home. I grunt as I withdraw and remove even the broad head from your flower. I perch above it and when I feel your body's trembling emptiness thrust again fully into the abyss of your heat that had felt so sweet, I do it again, fully parted from you and then deep inside you...and again I repeat that in effort to bring you to the edge of climax…when your body begins to sweat the sweet rising passion of orgasm I begin an age old rhythm of fucking;. I assured her that if she ever needed any more help, I would be here. She smiled, gave me a big hug and said "thanks".For the next few weeks after that day, Jaime asked for help several times. She would come over and we would sit at the dining room table, or on the couch and work on her algebra. She seemed very determined to get her grade up from her dismal "C minus". Finally, she did. She stormed in surprising me with a huge hug and her progress report with a big fat "B". She also said that.