Mom: Good, beta. Finally, you are getting into your comfort zone. Common this is our home. Feel free.I smiled and walked towards her and sat beside he...r. We talked about some usual stuff. Later my mom went to sleep. I got a phone call from the office stating that I have an office video conference call at 9 o clock tomorrow. Later I slept on the couch that night. After a couple of days, I slept comfortably.The next day morning, I woke up at 8:30 AM. I saw my mom was in the kitchen preparing. I stopped dead in my tracks two steps past the door, my jaw on the floor. It couldn't be.I took two steps backwards, not even bothering to turn around, then peeked through the doorway. "So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson..." I hummed automatically.My old High School teacher, the woman of my boyhood fantasies, was standing not twenty-feet away from me. Her dark hair was pulled into a neat bun, delicate and impossibly stylish lab glasses perched on her dainty nose, and a short skirt underneath the. My hand moved down to her legs, smoothing sludge over her perfect skin and then running through hair gelling it behind her ears with the pudding. Returning to her legs, I moved under her skirt, heavy with custard, to her slimed knickers, caressing them, rubbing my hands over her genitalia. Ayumi chose that moment to remove her shoes, revealing her dainty white socks soaked and smeared in yellow gunge. I asked her to face away from me and get on her hands and knees, which she did, presenting me. He is a good student, not one of the jocks, but confident in a quiet way. Ever since Todd’s mother passed away about 4 years ago I admit I’ve been pretty lonely. Todd has his friends now, at 17 and when the full awfulness of our grief slowly lifted, I threw myself into raising him, being there for him and didn’t pay attention to my social life. I was a good dad, an upstanding member of the local community. I’m known around these parts as ‘coach’ as I was for many years the local basketball.