’ Do you leave your other photographer all worked up? Look at us!” She smiled and took the few steps over to where Steve was sitting. Placing one...hand on his thigh, just inches away from his cock, she leaned in close to his face and looked him in the eyes and then down to his lap. “Yes, look at you,” she purred in Steve’s ear as she used her other hand to stroke him back to hardness. Andee then turned and walked over to where they had left the desk chair and pulled it to a spot just between. She’s got these amazing blue eyes, kind of a lighter blue, but blue-blue, not grey-blue. And she’s a brain, really smarty, class valedictorian, and . . . ‘ ‘If she’s that smart, what is she doing with you? And you still never answered the question.’ That was Jeff again. ‘I’m not so dumb myself, you know, and I’m a lot smarter than you are.’ We had always joked about that, but I’m not so sure that my tone wasn’t quite as joking this time around. ‘So, did you close the deal, or not?’ ‘Yeah, I. "Still mesmerized by what I felt, I started stroking her through the layers of material."Don't!" she gasped, pushing my hand away. "If I get anymore worked up, all the world will smell it. And then they'll think some cute guy's been waving his big beautiful magic wand around in my face. And I wonder who that could be? You wouldn't want them thinking that you're a big cunt-tease, do you? You're not a cunt-teaser, are you?" No ma'am," I grinned. "I aim to please." And I bet you hit the bull's-eye. In private ... I emptied my balls, while they had orgasms.Mom was the exception. The night of the confab, she asked me to sleep with her, in her bed. I did, and we must have made love four or five times. After that, her bed was always open to me at night, except for a little misunderstanding that I’ll also tell you about later. I could have slept with her every night. Even if she had been my only lover, I doubt I would have done that. She really did take up the whole bed in her sleep.Some.