I think it will take several chapters, and since I’m new to this writing thing, even as I tap at my keyboard, I’m not sure how much detail to shar...e. Let’s find out, together. To rewind: At 22 I had qualified as a secondary school history teacher, a year later I married Eve, who I had met whilst training, and who, like me had got a job at a school in London. The schools were almost twenty miles apart, but that seemed for the best at the time, because there was next to no chance of professional. I start by standing and gyrating my hips, my arms above my head twisting lazily in the air. I look at you with a sultry expression and pass my tongue over my lips in a frankly sexual way. I turn round slowly, my hips swaying and showing you my cute ass held tight in the black leather skirt. I look over my shoulder at you and slide my hands down to my waist and hips, spreading my legs a little. Your mouth is open in amazement, so I must be doing something right. Slowly I bend over, my legs. Instantly, I wondered if this was how she felt all of those times we shared her as a fuck toy and I put things in her snatch and ass as he fucked her mouth. I did kind of like it.He pulled my head up after a minute of mouth fucking, and I instinctively grabbed his shaft and started giving him a wet handjob with the hot tub water as he backed up and sat back on the edge. ”I don’t want to cum in your mouth.” he said. ”Why not? My mouth not good enough for you to jizz in?!” I laughed back at. 'Why not, surely you don't want to get soaked?''Can't do much about it. Granddad doesn't get in 'til seven at the earliest, although since Nan dies it's been getting later and later.''Don't you have a key?' I asked surprised at her comments.'No, never needed one. Granddad keeps promising to have one cut, but never seems to have the desire to do it. He doesn't have the desire for anything these days. He just goes to work, then the pub and finally bed. I think he only goes drinking to help him.