“That was fun,” she said, giving me a smile. “Thank you for helping me.”“No problem. Maybe we should just always knock our French work out d...ring this period.”She nodded gratefully. “That would be most helpful. But it will cut into your relaxation time,” she teased.I grinned. “You’ll find out that Lara likes to exaggerate when it comes to teasing me.”We encountered Tommy at his locker, laughing it up with Lara.“I survived the first day!” he bellowed, when he realized we were near.“The first. I know, prettybackwards.Flash forward about 5 years from when I met Charlie. Shewas 17 and I was just 21 when we married. We literallylearned about sex from each other. I think we had afairly typical experience for a newly married couple.For the first three or four years we had sex everynight. I indulged my desire to be naked as much aspossible during those three years. Charlie was stillhesitant for quite awhile to open nudity just for thesake of nudity. She went from having to sleep in. Bed’s a bit wet, but to be expected under the circumstances.”Yes, the bed was wet. Especially now that the guy that was pumping into her mouth had exploded and spurted all over her lips and face. Melissa couldn’t contain it and the leftovers dripped onto the bedclothes.The fireman had emptied his hose all over her. Now for the next one, thought Melissa, as she pushed her bottom backwards onto his straining cock only to find that it had been removed.A kindly hand patted her bottom. “Move up,. When I bent to take the tray from the oven,Jack ran his hand up under my skirt and felt my assthrough my panties.I smiled to myself and thought, “OK. So Greg’s bosswants a little feel of his employee’s wife’s ass.” Ididn’t protest, but instead I said, “Oh! Mr.Thompson!” He returned with, “Now, now. I told you to call meJack.” He rubbed his hand over my ass and said, “Gregcertainly does have good taste, and I’m sure.