He rose from the chair and walked silently to the bathroom door that stood slightly ajar to allow the steam to escape the small windowless room. He pu...hed it open and saw her standing, staring at her reflection in the mirror. His eyes raked over her as she turned to face him, her breasts so full and ripe for his wanton thoughts of suckling them as she moaned in ecstasy. Her mouth with full lips to suck him as she had done a half hour earlier drove his member to swell and tent the leg of his. Then I fucked her.’ Veronica’s jaw dropped when she heard the word fuck. ‘OMG…you, like, full on fucked her?’ ‘Hell yeah.’ ‘Wait, which teacher?’ ‘Miss Bobby’ ‘Wow, she’s the hottest teacher in the school. Damn, how’d you get her to fuck you?’ ‘I have a big cock, she likes big cock. The rest just happened naturally.’ When I mentioned my big cock her eyes immediately darted to my crotch, where I knew she could see the massive python almost reaching my knee. Clearly this was the first time. For whatever reason, the conversation felt as if it was taking a turn into the land of the weird. ‘I’m not going to have sex with your friend.’ ‘I know,’ she said, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze back. She stared out the window at scenery that didn’t deserve a stare, just rolling hills of farmland waiting for a spring planting. We rode in silence for several miles. To me, it felt like a comfortable little silence that happens between two partners who have spent years together. We didn’t. On the positive side, my relationship with my kids improved a great deal. They grounded me, and I spent as much time with them as possible. I had bought a house on Lake Travis where they each had their bedroom and more than enough clothing at our home. I got them every other weekend and every Wednesday, when I had them overnight. In addition, I had them full time in the summer.That’s not to say they didn’t understand what was going on with me. My twelve-year-old (going on fifty) told me I was a.