A few minutes later I was at Marci's."Barry, what are you doing here?" she asked when she answered my knock."I heard you were in need of a repairman a...nd I wasn't busy. So lead me to the garbage disposal."The boys were right. The sink was full of crud and the disposal didn't work. I hit the reset button and it ran but nothing went down the drain. I was busy taking all the things out from under the sink."Barry, you don't need to do this. I was going to call a plumber." Marci, you need the help. Teasing for me. Ms was already bending over again, but this time I was getting something from it. Sticking my right hand through the hole in my pocket, I thanked God I never got it stitched up. Putting my hands in my underwear and forming a gentle grip of myself, I started stroking my cock softly to the image of my beautiful Goddess of a teacher, her tits hanging so sexily. A small groan past my lips and I picked up speed only slightly. How she did not notice, I didn't know nor care. I was. You get to play Cajun music with your cousins." My cousins were just a stage above 'garage band' except they were pretty adept at the music indigenous to south Louisiana. One played fiddle, another accordion, a third guitar. They could usually scare up a drummer and I'd filled in on bass guitar more than once.The venues tended towards small drinking establishments and social events like this one."I'm leanin' that way. But let me run it by Cindy before I say okay." I kicked the recliner back in. It was dark outside but the lights were on inside. We would not know if anyone was watching us. It was over with before anyone had noticed. In that three our four minutes I became a man. I had fucked my first woman and I was sure that I was going to fuck her as often as her sons did. She didn’t know it yet but I was planning on moving in with her and sleeping in her bed every night…well at least whenever I got home from work that is.Anyway back on the rug at the entrance where I had her naked.