He rubbed his hand across her ass. He reached out for my hand, I stood up and took a step to him. He took my hand and moved it all over her ass and th...en pushed my hand between her legs. I could feel her pussy lips. I had never even felt my own before, with my bare fingers. I only touched myself with toilet tissue or a wash cloth and now I had touched Sharon. I was very close to both of them of course and Judge Cooke leaned over and whispered in my ear, I know you wanted to touch her, I could. I don't know how long we were doing it for, but she had cum three times on my cock before she whispered in my ear "let's take a break, I need to get a drink of water". We got up and she filed a glass from the sink in her room. She drank from the glass as I stood next to her, my cock standing proud in front of me. "Let's calm this bad boy down" she said before pouring some of her cold water on to it. Nothing happened and she seemed shocked. The expression on her face suggested to me that she. She enjoyed him seeing her becoming turned on and masturbating so he could see. Inevitably, she invited him inside and wasted no time fucking him. Within minutes of them finishing, Paul called her from work and she couldn’t resist telling him what she’d just done. It was no surprise when he became aroused. He loved her fucking other men and their conversation developed into one of phone sex. That was no surprise. They’d done it before but on this occasion, Paul’s lesbian secretary was involved. He wasn't in danger of flunking out, but he had gotten a 2.4 GPA in the first semester and recently informed his dad he was headed for a 1.9 this semester. It was late March. In two months Scott would be coming home for the summer. Pete had lost the house in the divorce proceedings and some big changes were about to take place with the Johnson men. As Scott came over and sat down, Pete was once again reminded that his son would be hitting the work force in a little more than a year. He.