Apple pie and custard, the icing on the cake, well filled, our man thanked her, placing his plate in the sink. Next stop the shower, noting his wife`s...wet hair. “had your shower have you?” he raised an eyebrow, at her nighty and dressing gown, a change from the usual work-things, she answered that “it was uncommon hot and baking had made her sweat a bit today,” he grinned, “ you will be tempting the boy in that get up, your still a tasty morsel young Beryl Trim,” he grinned, and a shudder ran. Mostly idle chit chat, mainly about their respective day. It had certainly been no different to any number of other occasions when Adam had called in to see her with the exception, that particular day shed felt inexplicably horny. She remembered finding herself looking at Adam and imagining what he might be like in bed. Again, there had been no rhyme nor reason why she should have thought such a thing. It was possible Adam had detected the change in her that day for at some point she sensed he. Which I did she spread her legs open and motioned for me to sit down in front of her I took the seat looking up into her alluring hazel blue green eyes hair face was framed by medium length curled brown hair and she had this wicked grin, the combination of it all gave me a terrifically painful hard on the kind that felt like my c*** was splitting apart right down to my balls.She was working her c*** cooing and panting while looking me in the eyes grinding her hips against her hand it was quite. Moments later, recognition dawned across Aidan's mind as he realized he'd seen that face before at this school. "It's you..." "Shut up boy. Think you own everyone..Fuck you! I'm tired of always seeing how youand your friends think your un-fucking-touchable. Like you own the world," the strangerfumed. The enraged attitude and blatant words stunned Aidan. He always seemed like such a nice kid...The stranger, immune to Aidan's thoughts, pressed the dark-haired, pale-skinned kid face-first.