I think she was confused. Finally, I got her on her back, and comfortable, as we had been in a sexual pretzel for at least fifteen minutes. I got ou... the condom, and put it on, it rolled off. Try again, it rolls off again... WTF? Its going on inside out... finally I get it on and toy with her, rubbing her pussy with my cock, for about a minute. She is coming unglued. I fuck her long and slow, short and fast, she is coming to beat the band, and I am banging her like a snare drum. We roll. “What? Do you want a better view Uncle Dean?” She teases confirming my suspicion that she is flirting with me when she opens her legs wide putting her young pussy on full view for me.“What the fuck are you doing Emily?” I snap the question keeping my voice below a shout because I don’t want to wake her parents or my wife up where they will find me in such a compromising looking situation.“Oh come on Uncle Dean, I’ve seen the way you look at me, I know you want me.” She says as she stands up and. " But, Sir, the lieutenant had told them I was the one responsible for their rescue, giving me all the credit. I tried to tell them differently, but the damage had already been done. They were..."Whitworth, who had been pacing, spun around toward Jeff. "You're richer than shit, have a fucking hotel to live in, you have a supremely qualified high school teacher on your staff who just happens to also be a licensed child psychologist, and you're secluded as hell. I'm having the paperwork done up. "So do your parents. Quite a bit if I remember correctly," he said matter-of-factly. I rolled my eyes and gestured for him to pass me what remained of the joint as I sat down and passed him the beer. I turned on the T.V. and took a hit. I looked over at him, he had his arm raised up over the couch, and I could see down his shirt into his armpit. I could smell him from across the couch, and it was intoxicating. He had his legs spread apart, and was leaning back into the couch with a beer resting.