Actually, the fuck of several months. A spoiled, girlie brat in designer labels, Naomi was allergic to studying and hard work. But she had the face an... body of a straight A pole dancer, so I wrote papers for her and let her take the credit.Naomi had an idiot BF named Kyle. He called her Princess and she acted like one. His boy band good looks and unlimited cash from Daddy didn't make creepy Kyle any less moronic than he already was. We met regularly. Occasionally he called me Professor, other. There were eight of us, all older, being in our 40's to later 50's. I, myself, am 58. As we jogged, we noticed a couple of our young office secretaries, Flory and Anda, walking through the park together. They were both young ladies in their 20's for sure. They were also both damn sexy and pretty, which they seemed to know, showing off their young bodies often with provocative clothing.Flory that day was wearing a sexy summer dress, low-cut and with a nice bra to push her tits together to reveal. I parked in front of the pub I got there just in time to greet The Brit as he opened it up."Hey Brit," I said as I walked by him toward the bar. I chose the bar because when you sat in the middle of the room you knew just how close everyone was to you."Well did you buy anything," he asked."Yeah I got what I wanted. You can't really get the choices here you can down there. Did I tell you this is my birthday?" I asked. I was a little disappointed he didn't say anything."Really?" he asked."Yep, it. That gave me the freedom to explore these homes that mom was cleaning. I explored and found many lovely treasures, some of which I stole. To help pass the day, I also volunteered to help mom with some of the work. Things like emptying the clothes from the hamper, putting clothes in the washer and dryer, folding clothes as I took them out of the dryer. You can imagine the access that gave me to the treasures my cock craved.At that time it was primarily single income families, so a family.