Excited?The one word made my mouth curve into an involuntary smile, even as my pulse quickened. The door opened and Charlie walked in.“Hey. Where’...d the kids go?”“I haven’t seen them.”He looked past me to the bare countertop.“What happened to my toast?”I shrugged, guiltily. The door opened again and this time Scott walked in. My stomach clenched instinctively. His eyes smiled. Thankfully, Charlie was diverted from investigating the whereabouts of his toast.“Hey Scott. You seen my kids?”“I swear. I noticed he was fidgeting in his seat quite a bit, obviously trying to adjust for his erection. I usually have a lot of control over my orgasms, but her inspired cock-sucking effort combined with this smoking hot scene was torpedoing me toward a premature one. Getting her to take her mouth off of my cock in time to avoid a premature explosion was a bit more difficult than expected. I had to push her away with both hands. She was seriously fiending for it. In a guttural whisper, she said "Fuck. She then reched for her body oil and staterd to rub it on her neck.I grabbed some off my lube and started to rub it on my dick. the she started to rub oil on her nice breasts and her chset was shinning and oily. the she bent over and started to rub her legs up and down and i could see her asshole and cmel toe. this was to much i could not take it anymore i rubbed more lube on my dick and i slowly walked up to my bent over motheri grabbed my dick with my right hand and positoned it right behing. It amused me to watch her fight to keep herself under control. "Be right back."When I returned a few minutes later, she was deeply engrossed in the paper I had prepared for her. "Prepared" is not quite correct. I prepared the paper for a basketball player the previous year. I could change the POV and voice slightly and have a whole new dissertation tailor made just for her.The work would be when I tried to teach her enough of the subject matter, about fleas and lice, unwashed bodies and bad.