He was one of the younger teachers, but no less mature. He took care of himself though and obviously cared about his appearance. He had on a green tie... vagely matching the plaid button down shirt he had on. Nothing too fancy, but more stylish than most of the other teachers. His hair was short and styled. He always had a bit of seriousness in his eyes, but most students felt they could approach him. Jessica couldn't help but to find him attractive. She'd always been attracted to older men. And. "Where would we go?" she said."There's plenty of bush along this road, we could pull off somewhere and make a little love nest for us", I replied."I'm feeling really horny now", she said. "Let's do it".I turned off the main road onto a gravel road, which went up alongside some paddocks. At the end of the paddock was a grove of she-oak trees and an access track. I turned onto the track, pulled up the car and stopped.From the car you couldn't see the main road, but you could see miles and miles. After she came twice more, she finally driftedoff to sleep exhausted and sexually fulfilled for thenight.Honey, time to walk up. Breakfast is done.Lucy heard her mother voice from the doorway. Sheslowly got up. Was last night a nightmare she thoughttrying to remember everything. She wasn’t horny now andthe thought of last night was repulsive as she put onher pajamas and heading for the cabin kitchen. Maybeher mother was a lesbian and they were just playingsome kinky game. Her mother had. But she stuck by me, sometimes not approving of my behavior, but always loving me.I didn't clean up my act until my late 30's and I've been using the ten years since to make it up to my Mom for all the worries that I caused her. So that's why when Mom calls, I come. Even if it's to wash her freakin' cats.I walked into Mom's house the next day after work and she was dressed for war. Even though it was about 80 degrees out, Mom was dressed in Levi's and a long sleeve sweat shirt. Mom's about 5'.