Up till now i had no thought of Tommy in a?sexual was at all but for some reason i was feeling alittle weard alone with Tommy. Almost like i was doing... something wrong. Like a little kid with his hand in cookie jar.Sitting in chair i was facing Tommy as he continued to watch tv.I get up and walk out of room looking in mirror in halway as i walk out and hee did. Tommy turned his head and was trying to look up my shirt as i walked by.I go on into kitchen and was flushed.I could not believe it he. “Yes, Mrs. Grant. Hello. I brought Marilyn home.”“Come upstairs now.” That clearly wasn’t directed at him. Well, the kiss had been nice while it lasted.“Love you,” he whispered.“I love you, too,” she said loudly. She’d said it before, and he believed she did, but this was for her mom to hear.At home, he used his key but gave the family’s two quick rings to let Mrs. Bryant know that someone else was in the house. She came out to greet him.“Andy! You hungry?”“Well, we stopped for lunch. Let me. “No I decided to give them a break, I had no idea how late this would go and they go to bed by 9:00 PM.”“Let’s get out of here,” Connie said pulling at my hand, “this thing goes right in the toilet from here on out. There will be lots of bragging about past accomplishments and the big shots of the class making speeches and I think the surprise speaker is that bastard I followed to college.”She stood and gave me a pouty smile as if she’d be hurt if I didn’t follow her. I took a big gulp of. My pussy beginning to close tighter round that wireless mini vibe (muttering; That bastard) deep within me. Chest heaving, my somewhat sore nipples were hard pressing up against the soft fabric of my bra. In my agony of trying to decide to give in and cum or try to put it off for a while yet I watch my students dash past me up the stairs. Their stares and questions if I was alright barely registering. Oh hell, what have I gotten myself into this time? Why on earth did I agree to this? I knew it.