The thing on my mind was seeing Mrs. Robertson the next day. There were rules about contact between teachers and students, and I was pretty sure what ...e'd done on the couch violated those rules.Mrs. Robertson was wearing a suit over a white blouse. She had a pearl necklace around her throat, and matching pearl stud earrings. I pictured the way she'd looked Saturday night, the soft breasts so cleverly hidden by her clothes so you didn't see just how big she was. The skirt was knee-length, quite. .I’m meeting him here tomorrow ..I didn’t lie.. Shit I told you guys I ain’t stupid..He was checking me out..I was checking him out..Upstairs was pretty silent since everyone else was down stairs havingdinner.. What is he ..a fool?.. Cause I wouldn’t send my oh so fine woman off ahead of me if she looked anything like you..Dammmmn..smoooth..I thought ..That line went straight to my panties!..Did I mention I was whorish?..Oh yeah I did so keep up!.. I was still smiling at. She loves when I say that. She said OK bye then she hung up.I didn't trust myself so I watched TV instead of watching her. Saturday afternoon I had just finished cutting grass and cleaning the pool when Andrea pulled into the garage. I watched as her car door opened and she stepped out, she was wearing an extremely tight pair of short shorts and when she bent over to pick up her purse almost half of her ass cheeks could be seen. As she stood up I kissed her cheek, did you have a nice time I. “Do you want me to take off my gown?”Devan nodded his head. His legs shook with excitement, and the head of his hard cock was about to stick out of the waistband of his underwear. Watching her son in the soft glow from her bedside lamp, her hazel eyes shined with wicked hunger. Sharon lifted her gown from her body slowly, tossing it to the floor, now she only wore her lacy panties. Her tits swelled outward, her nipples jutting toward the ceiling. Devan gulped and grabbed his mother’s naked tits.