My unnatural clothes kept them speechless and the speechlessness only took a few seconds to spread throughout the room. I had been enjoying my thought... so much it took me a second or two to consciously notice the reaction and recall that I was dressed in a somewhat unexpected manner. I wear my schoolbag like a backpack to free up my arms for any spouse that wants to hang on, so the class had an unobstructed view of my "magnificence" (one of their words, as you'll read very shortly).Pat (short. " He's not 'some guy'," Joanne snorted. "Gabriel is the kind of man who comes along once in a blue moon. And you know it."Andy knew she was right. Part of him was jealous of Gabriel. He seemed to be everything Andy wasn't: rich, good-looking, with a big house and a job that wasn't dirty."You don't like that there's another man in Bailey's life," Joanne got straight to the heart of the matter."It's not that. I just—" Bullshit." Every now and then, people need a verbal smacking around. Andy knew. Not only did he get to go down on Ann Marie's luscious pussy, she was very good about reciprocating. His only complaint was that he never got to fall asleep or wake up next to her—or inside her.At school, they both drew a fair amount of attention. After all, his truck being sighted in her driveway every night for a week caused a small stir. The other teachers all seemed openly supportive of the couple. The students were a little less tactful, but also enthusiastic.He still insisted on. “Now you are talking like a real boy, haha.” I got her text as I walked towards my stepmom’s room. The door was slightly open. I peeked through the opening; my stepmom was on her bed resting on her side.She was in a red saari and a matching blouse. Her ass was facing towards the door. I could not believe my eyes as I laid my eyes on her huge ass.“You forgot about me? Cannot take your eyes off your stepmom? Haha,” I got a text from her as I was staring at my stepmom’s huge ass. Her saari had.