I figured they only saw the teaching side of academic life. The backdrop to running the university, offering the right courses, in the right classroom..., for the right students, for the right number of credit hours, and dealing with campus life were often missed, particularly for those students who were classified as commuters.Fortunately, traffic flowed right along and we pulled into my garage in Dillon at six forty-five. We shuffled into the house. The girls both noted that I’d moved a. Man it felt good, on the parts that I could feel, but not half as good as when she joined me and lathered me up with her slippery body. As she scrubbed Shawanda’s scent from my skin, she ran her fingers over that two-inch scar again. My cock sprang to attention to see what was going on and my eyes almost shot out of their sockets. A million pinpoints came to life before I moved her hand. Christ what the hell was that I wondered? Wanting to concentrate on something else before we started. One of those nights, Saturday, was a date with her single man but Friday was to keep her husband guessing. She’d go somewhere in case he drove by to check.She fucked her Saturday date all night and he left about noon, plenty of time for cleaning up body and bedroom. The spouses had a nice home-cooked Sunday dinner and, as he helped clean off the table, he came up behind her and kissed her neck as his hand came around to cup her breast. It did feel good so she turned and kissed him, thinking. I noticed the male half of the couple kept glancing. His girl was rubbing him through his jeans and I noticed the length was nice. I proceeded to take off my thong bikini bottom and rubbed myself. I grabbed hubby's hand and had him rub me after. The couple moved closer. I watched as the brunette unbuckled his pants and sucked him to fruition while the male half watched me rub my titties in my husband's face and me giving my husband head . After a few minutes the brunette was rubbing herself.