I was smitten from the moment I walked into the classroom.Back at that time Sheryl Crow was popular on the music charts. Teresa reminded me of her in ...ome ways. Blonde hair and strikingly attractive features. The same slightly lop-sided smile that made you want to get to know her. In many ways.I didn't get to call her Teresa for many months. She called me Carlos from the first day because my name was Charles. At first, she was always Señora Tompkins and she was obviously married. I would spend. I mounted right up and fucked that hot creamed slippery pussy. (yes, i left my other lover spread and tied in the other bedroom but now it was her husbands turn) I knew he'd made my wife cum 2 or 3 times already so I wasn't expecting much, I just wanted it because of the dirty notion and because it feels so fucking good. As I got into it and pounded her as with increasing authority she started ramping up again. We did a little dirty talk about the situation she was in after giving herself to. Five minutes after the police left, the door swung open, the music came back up, and the people came out to dance on the lawn.Since I've been here, the people doing the house-swap haven't glanced in this direction. We're like "invisible" over here.Vance is a Vietnam vet. He came back wounded, mind and body. He's never talked about Vietnam. I've never asked him. His face recites chapter and verse with its dark, sunken eyes, and its tired flesh cut through with wrinkles like rice-paddy ditches.He. Like, for instance, "man, how does Mom do it? Forty years old and she still looks great! Her figure is almost as good as Sis's, and she's a lot older, and has had kids..."Then Mom bent down to put some cans away in a lower cabinet, and I got a great look at her ass and pussy, which was even pulled open a little from the position she was in. Man, I thought, what a great ass Mom has... Oh well, I thought, and went back to my work. Grabbing the bags of chips, and carefully setting one aside so Mom.