"You got that right, babe," responded Wendy, "am I glad this is the last week of school, it's just too darn hot to be sitting in some stupid class roo...!" The two eighteen year olds continued jabbering teenage girl talk until they arrived at Wendy's house, where upon they stopped at the frig to grab a couple of glasses of cold lemonade. Up in her bed room, Wendy flicked on the air conditioner and the two girls sat down on the floor, listened to CD's, and watched MTV on the television. "Look at. ..SORRY.”“CAN I COME OVER? I NEED TO STUDY”“SURE. YOU KNOW THE ADDRESS”So I headed over to his house. Backpack in hand, I knocked on his door and he answered... shirtless. I felt heat flood over me and I could tell I was blushing. I walked in and we headed to his dining room.He started tutoring me for the test coming up. But I could hardly focus.“I’m sorry but... Can you put a shirt on?” I ask nervously running my hand through my hair.“Sure. I figured you would be fine with it since you already. ”“I understand, and I do want you to feel at home. However, when you dress like you are now, I have thoughts that are not appropriate. I am married and old enough to be your father.”A seductive smile came across her face. “So you don't want me dressing like this because I make you horny? Is that it?”She had me. I could feel the blood rush to my face, which was a nice change. “Yeah, I guess that is it.”“Okay, no problem. I will start putting more clothes on. I wouldn't want to be the reason you. He looked her up and down with lust in his eyes. Naked, she was more beautiful than he could have imagined. Her breasts were full, with very little trace of her breast augmentation. He had never wanted anyone more.He pulled her close, kissing her passionately. She seemed to melt into his arms, her breasts pressed against his chest. He could feel her hand reach between them and grab hold of their cocks. She stroked both their cocks together as her tongue snaked into his mouth. Her spare hand.