Until she was comfortable with the pain, when she was ok with it, he pulled his dick all the way out and lid it in slowly. So she could feel every inc... sliding into her, her wet pussy soaking his cock as he slid in and out. All she could think about was how good it felt to have this man, old enough to be her dad, fucking her. How much trouble she would be in if her mom knew her boyfriend was home playing with her daughter and her friend. He fucked Kelly hard for about 10 minutes, then he looked. ”“Oh, now I feel like an idiot. Alice, I have to apologize. Telemarketers drive me crazy.”She had a nice laugh. “No problem. Ms. Yee wanted to know if you’re available next Thursday at Elmwood for a 7:00 AM tee time?”“Elmwood? Uhm, sure.”“It’s off Thatcher. I can text you the address if it helps.”“That would be great, Alice. Thanks.”I was walking on clouds for the rest of the day. I worked nine hours, instead of my usual 10 or 11, and spent some time watching golf tutorials and videos of Nancy. Well, this should be fun, Brittany leaned into Justin playfully. He grinned back at her, the first time he had smiled in a long time that day. It made Brittany feel at peace, as if things would finally be alright again. She sighed in relief as the two unpacked the alcohol, stuffing most in the fridge, but leaving the warm drinks on the counter. Exiting the kitchen and heading into the main living room of the frat house, the duo found that they were not as early as they had thought. Already. Instead of feeling humiliated, I decided to accept the challenge. Actually cooking meals took talent, more than just telling the comm to start and having the meals cook themselves. Cooking was an art, I found out, as I read the “manual links” that came up when I went to prepare their meals.Right now, I had no marketable skills. I was a history major in college, and anticipated teaching at a university. It wouldn’t be a lot of money, but I enjoyed history. I gave up my degree to get married when.