A good looking blond with her boyfriend. They were "clothes optional" and were displaying a great set of "silicon boobs", a neatly trimmed bush (Mohaw...)and a nice dick. She had been fondling him for about 15 minutes, gently caressing his balls and stroking his slowly stiffening cock. Not caring that people are close by or even watching.Luckily, Mum had drifted off into a deep sleep, worn out from constant partying the week before. Under cover of the umbrella, she was safe from sunburn.Soon, two. But Beth was already standing outside his office holding her keys. ‘He already knows. Just bring some school clothes and your school stuff for tomorrow,’ she said. Amber waited impatiently, pacing the front room, then headed into the kitchen and grabbed out a couple of sodas, popping one open and taking a drink. Then she headed back into the living room to wait for John to come over. There was the sound of a car pulling up, Beth yelling to him about the use of condoms and him just grumbling. " Up to you," Rich said. "I don't know if that's what I would do."Jim understood what Rich meant. Post-game parties at the frat lodge were for young men trying to make time with cute sorority girls, rock bands with oversized speakers and cute sorority girls competing with each other. The parties didn't attract many receptionists and fifth year students."I see what you mean," Jim said. "It wouldn't look right to go to the game and then skip out on the party." What do you care what it looks. One of us is sitting down relaxing, and it’s not me.”Poor Carolyn! She’d just spent an afternoon driving around in his car -- his air-conditioned car -- gathering information for her dissertation research, and the traffic had her frazzled.Of course, if she’d started home on time, the traffic wouldn’t have been as bad. Of course, if she hadn’t married him, she would have been teaching in some junior college in Podunk instead of having her days free for the research. Of course, she hadn’t told.