He continued kissing her neck and rubbing against her as he undid the buttons down the front of her shirt. I unzipped my shorts and began to stroke my...stiffening cock, eyes glued to the scene unfolding before me. Finally the shirt came off, the bra quickly followed, and I had my first real good look at my mothers' breasts. They did sag a bit, but I was entranced by the pink nipples. She turned to face him and they embraced, kissing and fondling each other all over. My mother reached down and. They were usually afraid for their job or eager forcareer advancement on their backs. DeeDee just wanted to fuck. I washoping she wasn't a stalker or anything. There was always hell to paysomewhere down the line with these things, not that it had ever stoppedme before.I rolled into the office around 8:30, and went straight to my desk. Ipassed DeeDee, but our eyes never met. I wondered how long it would bebefore the story of 'who's he boinking now?' made it through thegrapevine. But no one. When I got to Ivy, I dropped a note on her desk and walked right by. I'd written the note when I assigned the problems. It was very short only three little words and a name. "I love you, Ivy."I looked back at her a few minutes later and saw that she was doing one of those bizarre things that only women and rodeo clowns can manage. She was smiling and had huge tears rolling down her cheeks at the same time.A few minutes later, she gathered her things and ran out of the classroom. I was puzzled. I couldn’t believe they were betting on how long it would take me to come to.They came over and Fiti gave me a tin that looked like the one Sammy had given me. It was stuff to put on the tattoo. I was supposed to keep it out of the sun till the next session. Looking down, the tattoo outline went from the point of my shoulder down to the crook of my elbow. It looked awesome from what I could tell. You could see what everything was going to be even though it was just outlines.They told me that.