” It was kind of a rule that, if a cellphone was at the table, it had to be put in Do Not Disturb mode.“Who is on the phone?” asked Kari.“It i... Todd,” said Kathy. “Can I answer it, please?”“Yes, you can,” said Kari.“What did Todd want?” said Kevin.Kathy sat down at her place at the table. “His parents are going out Saturday night and he can’t go. His sister has a date on Saturday, so he didn’t want to be alone at home, so he was wondering if he could spend the evening here.”Kari and Kevin. I think something in him enjoyed giving me this show. I felt a new sensation as I watched him jack the lube onto his fuckstick - my inner depths were now missing his fingers - a shamefully desirous hunger grew in my asshole as I watched each stroke, my throbbing prostate practically begging for it. He approached now, standing in front of me. Grabbing my thighs in either hand, he pulled me back slightly, scooting my hips and ass towards him so they hovered just a bit off the bed. I looked. Mr. Wheeler continued to finger her, slowing down in time to the waves of her pleasure. Her spasms slowed and then stopped. He removed his fingers and Sarah gasped for breath. After taking a moment to recover she pushed herself up and was embarrassed to see that she had drooled on the dark wood. Wiping up the slobber with her hoodie sleeve she turned to face Mr. Wheeler. She smiled shyly and waited for him to act. He licked his fingers and smiled back at her before speaking, “I finished my work. He was staring at his breakfast, absentmindedly poking his bacon and eggs with a fork."Morning," said Melissa."Um," he replied and kept poking the scrambled eggs."Everything right?"He looked up at her and shook his head. "Everything is fucked up." Yeah," Melissa sighed, "I know what your mean." Why?" he asked and looked up again. "What happened?"Melissa squirmed in her chair. "Well, it was... let's just say it wasn't good... I guess your mood pretty much describes my morning."Philip put down.