Everyone will be at their first class. You can cut, and since I don't have one, we should be fine." I better not," Nancy teased.Mr. Dixon reached in h...s pocket and pulled out several folded twenty-dollar bills."How 'bout this? Will you, for this?"He handed the money to Nancy.She took it, put it in her white purse. "Well, okay then."Nancy and Mr. Dixon sneaked into the faculty men's room. It was a little bit chillier in the cement darkness of the facility.Mr. Dixon turned on a light, a dull. It wasn't until we were safely home and settled into our married life that bringing Ken into the picture was mentioned again. I can't remember who brought it up, but one night in bed we were talking about Susan and the stories she told about me."So are you going to invite your brother over for a drink then?" she asked."Yeah soon," I said looking her directly in the eye, "just as soon as you want." Well don't wait for me to say," she giggled, "I can take all the cocks you can supply." Don't bet. He was so insistent that I just did not have the meanness of spirit to let him know I was not the tall young boy he thought he was buggering in the dark. I remember when he pulled out of my dripping bottom; he told me my skin was softer than a young girl's. I didn't turn around but just whispered my thanks for his kind attention in the deepest voice I could muster.My poor neglected pussy had been subjected to about a half dozen unsatisfying student lovers and most of the male swim team with. "Oh yes..." "Yes...where have you been today?" "Just left a friend's..." "Where are you off to now?" "I was thinking of going home...?" she smiled. "Both answers the same as last time!" he mused to himself. He jumped in. "Fancy popping round for a coffee?" She stared up at him for a brief moment. "Okay..." He lead the way back to his flat, passing one of his 'neighbours' who nodded a greeting while staring in some surprise at the rather 'distinctive' woman accompanying him. "Bet this.