I lay down on the floor both sobbing and feeling sexually satiated. This night’s experience was incredible. Angela whispered in my ear “let me mak... it up to you, if you want to have Jean, go ahead. I knew I wanted Jean; she was beautiful and sexy woman. She had a more beautiful body than I even imaged and I wanted her, but my back and ass were so sore I couldn’t do anything, I told Jean, sorry some other time, I’m too sore tonight. I went to rest in the soft chair in the corner.Angela turned. And she finally told them she had to sit still as her Grandpa had died - the only lie as a teacher she ever told. He made her admit it. And he then He told her next time, she had to teach normally - sit, walk, move, and he would WALK with her to school (not let her DRIVE) to school (almost a MILE) and already he had the principal's permission to observe. She knew he never lied, and he told her he was waiting for the hottest day of the Summer. He planned to make her wear a wool pantsuit and. In their earlier days of marriage they had a wonderful sex life, both very interested in experimenting with sex, they had participated in group sex, they both loved cumplays and other more perverse games. When the kids came, the sex life became more subdued, but they still managed to enjoy each other frequently.She came home from work one day a little earlier than normal and when she entered the house, she heard moaning from upstairs. Immediately she thought something has happened to one of her. Blue eyes framed by the helmet gave him a smoky look he'd definitely seen in other women's eyes, but which shocked him to the core, coming from this pair. She didn't blush or avert her eyes."Nope," she said simply. Then her eyes cleared and her cheeks went pink. She leaned forward to put her hands on the king seat and got off the bike. Now her eyes were averted, as she turned ninety degrees away from him. "I'll b-b-be r-r-right b-b-back," she gasped and then practically ran to the front doors.