She always – repeat: ALWAYS refused when I made the first move. Always. But occasionally, just lately, she would initiate the first contact and ...ach time, it was some- thing strange. The first time, she came to bed late and snuggled up behind me, her chest against my back. I woke up about halfway and thought little of it. After all, she was wearing the chin-to-floor flannel nighty that usually signaled a chaste bedding. But as I drifted back to sleep, I felt her lips pressed to the back. So when I suggested we get back into bed for a few hours, she didn't bat an eye. She dropped her bag on the floor, pulled off her sweater and pants and climbed under the blankets. We snuggled together for warmth, her back to me and my arm over her waist. I was just wearing boxers, and she was in underwear and a thin tank top. For an hour or so we did sleep, but I became increasingly aware of her body. She was a bit shorter than me, slender with small breasts. I remembered that in high school. She stood up and Said “you need to go home and take a cold shower, to fix that issue you have”.I played the dumb jock role and said “what issue Mrs. Blake”? She rolled herEyes and said “the tent you have in your pants”. I responded by saying “oh soI wasn’t the only one that was checking someone out as we worked”.Mrs. Blake said “little boy do not flatter yourself, you would never in yourWildest dreams knows what it is like to have my body”. She walkedInto the kitchen and I followed her like a. I switch positions halfway through because I simply love being spitroasted for some reason.Around midnight, while everyone is recharging and thinking about the amazing ground we've just broken, Mike says, "Have you ever tried shoving two dicks up that fat ass of yours??" Uuuuuuuhhhhh I honestly haven't." It should be said that Mr. H's dick was practically the size of a small fist anyway so my ass was no stranger to objects of great size and these guys weren't packing any pussy destroyers."Well.