"Look who it is, the one and only Trish Scabbia," she greeted me as I strolled into the classroom.

I looked at her and rubbed my face strolling to my desk. "Vicky, you're Al's mom?" I sighed, before peeking at her.

"Well, no, Trish, he's not my real son; he's eighteen, you last saw me fifteen years ago, and you would've noticed me pregnant, dumbass. I'm his step-mom. You're teaching high school at the very same one you went to all those years ago; I guess you didn't branch out, huh?"

"And you're still a bitch I see," I added, sitting down behind my desk. "He told me he was bringing his mom to talk to me, but I still told him we needed to schedule a conference. I'm pretty sure what you want to discuss will take more than a minute."

"You're damn right, you gave his report an 'F', Trish."

"And?"

"It's a crock, I worked with him on it and-"

"Well, that's fine well, and good, but it stinks, Vicky. I took him he could redo it, though. This time, you can't just bully me to get your way."

"And I missed you too," she whined, sitting down next to Al. "Come on, just do me a favor and at least look it over again. Just for an old-"

"If you say 'friend', I will slap you, Vicky," I warned her, before I sat back. 'Oh, how is this for justice, I thought about something really bad, but it required him coming alone and not dragging her with him. Fuck, I haven't seen this skank in fifteen years, but that clearly wasn't enough. The years were good to you, though. I wonder who you're married to, it can't be Mike Wallace or John Runner, I can't see them marrying you. Yes, just sit there and yak on with no regard for my time.'

"Are you gonna say anything, or just sit there?"

"Well, I know Al isn't gonna say a bad word about you, are you, Al?" I asked, peeking at him.

He glanced at her for a few seconds. "No."

"Well, join the club, Al. No one says a bad word about Vicky Williamson. She's like superior to anyone and everyone so she can't do anything wrong. Now you're here in my classroom whining about your step-son's report."

"It's not like I knew it was you before today. I couldn't believe it when he told me your name, and I had to be sure it was you. He won't say a bad word about me because he loves me, did you think of that? I love him so much that I made sure he didn't have a girlfriend to distract him as he did his report. Maybe that's over the top, but I don't give a shit."

"Oh, whatever, Vicky. Just take it home and work on it over the weekend, Al. Then I'll look at it Monday morning. Just get the hell out of my classroom," I griped, turning on my computer.

"I didn't steal anyone from you, Trish."

"Yes, you did, but I'm not discussing this with you," I corrected her, failing to make eye contact.

Nevertheless, I had to peek at Al again out of the corner of my eye. 'What a crock, if I could only fuck one student, it'd be him, but she's his step-mom?' I thought, before getting a better look at him as he stood. 'I'm sure you're packing a big one, and hot shit, it would be even better knowing that he's her step-son. And it's not like she could steal him away, but I can't date him.'

"Okay, see you Monday, Ms. Scabbia," Al said, before he left.

"I'll see you too, ten Am work for you?"

"Why do you need to come in too?"

"You said we needed to set a conference, remember? So, we'll all talk about it, and you can give my handsome step-son an apology."

"And you still have your head up your ass, Vicky. Would you get the fuck out now please?"

She flipped me the bird as she stepped out of the classroom.

"Did I break a fucking mirror or something?" I groaned, pushing the chair back. "And to think I was considering a deal for him to do it with me. I thought he was gonna come alone, but no, he brought that floozy?" I griped, before I had to lift my skirt. "Oh, Al, it's wrong for me to want you, but you having that tart as a step-mom? That's just straight out of a Stephen King book," I muttered, before letting a hand into my panties. "I might be your History teacher, but I still want your rod to slide in and out of this pussy, though. If your step-mom found out, she'd surely get me fired, but I could still stick it to her. I know if you knew it would happen if you agreed, you'd go for it, wouldn't you? Just pretend your step-mom isn't here. You may tell me, Al. Just fuck me and pull out to shoot my tits. I know you can't tell too well under my blouse, but they are a good size. You could motorboat them, or stick your cock between them."

I couldn't help, but be attracted to him. I couldn't do anything about it, though. As sweet as it would be to get with him with Vicky being his step-mom, I couldn't risk it. Nevertheless, it was a hot fantasy.

I stayed in my chair and masturbated for over five minutes. Needless to say, I got myself off several times, but I found myself wanting it over and over again. So, with the classroom to myself, for the time being, I took advantage.

"Oh, yes, cum all over me, Al."

Anyway, after a long and wet weekend, it was Monday morning.

I strolled down the hall and sighed. "Well, I get in the same room with Al again, but with that hussy, he calls 'Mom', even though she's his step-mom. Considering I'm running late, I know subcautionly, I'm not looking forward to this conference."

As the clock struck a quarter past ten, I arrived at the door.

I grabbed the handle, but didn't pull it down to open the door. "What the hell is that?" I muttered, before leaning towards it. 'Is that creaking?'

"Yes, fuck me right on your teacher's desk? She deserves it for being late," I heard Vicky moan.

"What?" I mumbled, backing away. "No, if I know Vicky, this is bullshit. She's putting on a show, they knew to be expecting me, so no."

Yet, I couldn't investigate just yet and continued to hear some creaking. Truth be told, I couldn't be fully convinced that the suggested event was, in fact, going on in my classroom.

"This is what I get for forgetting to lock the door, would Vicky actually have sex with her step-son? Well, the years were great to you, cunt, so I wouldn't be too surprised if Al couldn't resist her. Still, she's your step-mom, dude. Would you even go along with a ruse like this, though? You seem more like a down-to-earth guy, but I gotta know," I whispered, before I had to crack open the door.

Even at the last second, I still couldn't be sure what I'd see, but when I looked in there, my jaw dropped. 'You've got to be kidding me, Al, you're actually fucking your step-mom on my desk. You're standing and letting your dick thrust, and she's sitting there watching you and taking it,' I thought, before squinting and moaning. 'Wow, that's a big one, from what I can see anyway. Yes, fuck her, you suave young man. I don't know if I wanted it to be true or not, but I'm loving the image you're putting forth here. You're both naked, but I'll just focus on you, stud.'

I couldn't resist, but take out my phone. 'I got a picture of you now, Vicky.'

I managed not to let my right back into my skirt and panties, but I couldn't look away from them. I made the crack a little bigger and got a better look at them, and they were far too busy to pay attention to the door.

Then Vicky leaned forward to him. "You love your step-mommy, don't you?" she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Yes, I do."

"Are you gonna cum inside me and get me pregnant? Your step-mommy wants to be a mommy."

"Yes, step-mommy. I'll do anything for you," he moaned, continuing to thrust his rod.

"No shit?" I giggled.

"I'll even let you name them."

"Okay, thanks, but I'm more than satisfied giving you my cum the old-fashioned way. Damn, you're hot, Mom."

"You've been fucking me too much, though, you've learned to hold your load. Do you need your dick sucked, Al? I might be your step-mom, but I don't mind giving you oral sex if need be. Trust me, I can supply you with a list of references that your dad has no idea about, dude."

"No, I'm good step-mommy," he moaned, before kissing her. "I love you."'

"I love you too. Now stay close to me and keep that cock moving. Kiss as much as you can too, I want to know how much we loved the intimacy when I hold your son or daughter in my arms. Feel free to cum so much that you get me pregnant twice. Your dad will never know, and he'll just think he's that good, but we'll both know, though."

"Okay, step-mommy."

"Holy mother fucking shit, I did not see this coming when I knew I was late, but there you two are right now. Wow, Vicky, just as I thought too, you have nice tits and it's really no wonder you could woo your step-son to impregnate you. Even though you're a stupid tart, it is hot to see you fucking your step-son. Maybe it's because I actually want his cock inside me, but still, this is one hot picture to masturbate to, though," I moaned, before I pushed open the door a little bit more.

I didn't even mean to, but once I did, I invested more into seeing them. So, I had to move in there and silently open the door all the way. I calmly went in there and let the door close without making a sound.

They stayed close so they weren't paying attention to the door. That worked for me, and seeing them even closer only tempted me more to feel my drenched pussy. I shook and felt my juice leaking into my legs, so they had me hooked.

I still stayed back, but then she gently pushed him away. "I want to suck that cock anyway, I got juice all over it," she giggled, before dropping down to her knees.

"I understand," he moaned, plopping his palms on her head. "Holy shit, Mommy, I have a load building up so much, I'll get you pregnant three times if need be. You're even better than my girlfriend," he added, angling his head back too.

"She's better than, Kendra? I guess the other chick that has what I can't have, so I have two women as my competition. Oh, screw it," I let out, before letting my hand into my skirt and then panties. "Yes, uncover and cover his cock just like that, Vicky. Just don't go too far, you want his cum in your cunt, not your mouth, remember?" I let out, before rubbing my slit.

My jaw nearly dropped because it felt that good, and it was perfectly complimented by seeing the sexiest eye candy I could imagine. They both had their eyes closed and didn't utter anything for a moment.

That meant I also needed to keep the volume down by not moaning or muttering, but it was a price I was willing to pay. Whether I liked it or not, the taboo of the situation was a huge selling point, and I couldn't resist, but let it infect me.

Although, then Al suddenly opened her eyes. "Ms. Scabbia?"

"Oh, what the..." Vicky mumbled, backing away and looking at me for a split second.

I saw her spit out his seed, and I couldn't help, but giggle.

"What the hell, Trish?" she griped, wiping her mouth. "Were you watching us?"

"Holy shit, this, I don't even know," I giggled, before straightening myself up. "This is my classroom. Who is the dumbass now, Vicky? Did I spoil your fun: cheating on your husband with your step-son?" I questioned, coming towards them.

"Dude, cover up your wood," she whined, putting her hands on it. "It's bad enough that Kendra sucks on it; I don't want your teacher seeing it," she bitched, prior to looking at me again. "Were you fucking masturbating to us?"

"Maybe I was, you're in my classroom, and just like I thought, you have one rocking body. I can't be too pissed off that you-"

"If you mention Mike or John, I will slap you, Trish. I did not steal them away from you."

"Yes, you did, Vicky. Needless to say, the ironic thing is, you're still pulling this bullshit, but with your step-son? That's fucked up, and I took a picture of you two as well. So, now, you're fucked, wench. You were a floozy back in high school, and even now, you've probably only gotten worse. Are you trying to steal him away from Kendra? I know Al's not about to say a negative word about you. Well, because you're both his step-mom and giving him sexual pleasure," I said, before coming to him. "I must say-"

"Whoa," she griped, pulling me away from him. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Getting close to your step-son," I made clear, going to him while looking at her. "Would you fancy your History teacher feeling your rod now, Al?"

His jaw nearly dropped.

"The answer is no, witch," she told me, pulling him to her. "He's my step-son, and you're not getting your hands on him."

"Why not?" I asked, going to him again. "I saw his cock both going in and out of your pussy and mouth, and it just pegged my curiosity about what it'd feel like in my two holes. He's already cheating on Kendra," I explained, before turning my head to him. "Dare I ask: I'm the same age as your step-mom, so if I told you it would happen, would you fuck me? And I might add, I was playing with my cherry and it did get really wet when I saw your dick, Al. I guess you do have your hot to trot step-mom to thank, right?"

He answered me by taking my hands and placing them on his member.

"I take it to you like me, Al."

He nodded and kissed me. "Yes, you're smoking hot, Ms. Scabbia."

"What about your step-mom? Is she shooting us the dirtiest look you can imagine right now? Does it look like karma is biting her on the ass? Does she loathe the facts that your pecker is in my hands and you're liking it?"

He looked at her for a second. "I'm gonna say yes, may I feel your boobs, Ms. Scabbia?"

"Oh, call me Trish now, Al," I told him, before kissing him and releasing his schlong.

I undid my blouse slowly and he watched me as I showed him my bra.

"No, no, no," Vicky protested, pulling me away.

"I think your step-son wants to see my tits, Vicky. Just as John and Mike liked yours, witch," I reminded her, taking off my blouse. "Now you don't want anyone knowing that you've been fucking your step-son, do you? Of course not, and considering Al and I are both consenting adults, you're just gonna let this happen. Feel free to watch, but the rent has come due on that bullshit you pulled on me. Now, I'm out for revenge," I made clear, undoing my bra too. "It's not Al's fault you couldn't get him a passing grade on that report, and he's got a thing for hot older ladies," he added, before stealing his hands and placing them on my jugs. "Now he's cheesing," I said, prior to feeling his johnson too. "Well, I might have to say he's sold, Vicky, so if you're gonna leave, you should probably leave now," I spoke, before kissing him.

We made out slowly and we both moved our hands even lazier. So, whether he thought about it once, a million times or not at all, he was sold on me. Even with his step-mom/girlfriend there, he couldn't turn me down then.

I couldn't help, but to peek at Vicky to see her giving the stink eye.

Then I parted my lips. "So, until a few minutes ago, did you ever cum in her mouth before, Al?"

"No, in my experience, women don't like that, Trish," he let out, before peeking at her. "Shit, I'm sorry, Mom."

She answered by letting her bitch face fade and blowing him a kiss.

"I guess I'm a part of the club," I admitted, before dropping down to my knees and glancing at Vicky. "Revenge is a dish best-"

"Shut the fuck up and just do it, cunt. If he wants it, then do it," she whined, sitting on my desk. "This just makes you a hot floozy too."

He certainly wanted it, so I opened my mouth and let it right in there without breaking eye contact.

Nevertheless, Al blocked my view when he set his hands on my head. "Oh, Ms. Scabbia, my dick is in your mouth now. Holy shit, I..." he let out, angling his head back.

I giggled and surely saw both of them react in such different ways. I had no idea how long he'd be able to last, but I was gonna find out come hell or high water. I placed my hands at the base of his pecker too and locked his lust up so he couldn't be thrown off by Vicky.

I surely had to glimpse at her several times to see how pissed off she got as time went on, and that only made me want to go further with him. I sucked a bit harder, but didn't push him too far to ensure that he wouldn't explode in my mouth.

I was feeling the spark in a big way too because I finally got to please him like that. Yet, I didn't get ahead of myself and took action one step at a time. I applied a little pressure on the base, but still not too much.

He made sure to feed me some eye contact as well, but it was short-lived. That only made me laugh, but I was also more than invested in securing my investment in him, so to speak. I let my lips thrust calmly, but somewhat hard too.

So, he was losing it quickly, but yet, I didn't push him too much. I wanted to drop my hands to his feet to help him stand up, but yet, Vicky couldn't help, but get behind him to get a closer look and feel him.

She glanced down over his shoulder. "Oh, were you just jealous of what I did, Trish?"

I nonchalantly released his prick. "Was that an omission, Vicky? Are you finally admitting it?"

"Yes, you hussy, now make my step-son feel good if you're gonna fucking do it," she ordered me, before pushing her tits on his back. "I don't like you either, but I'm not about to deny my step-son pleasure."

She watched me right along with him as I let my lips thrust back and forth at a normal speed. I kept my hands at the base even with Vicky's help for him to stay upright. His cock tasted just as I thought, and I didn't deep-throat him just yet.

'Yes, look at me, but we both know that you're jealous. Your step-son is loving me down on my knees too, and you're just trying not to turn him off you. So, let him know just how you really feel, if wants to cheat on Kendra, I'll take him.'

"Damn, that's good, Trish, you have extra soft lips, and they are to die for too."

I released his cock again and brought my breasts to it. "Yes, I have a list of references too if you want to see it. You might love your step-mom, but I assure you, she's stolen a lot of seed. I don't know how much you've given her, but she could always use a little more, right?" I asked, rubbing the head on my nipples.

"Yes."

"Go ahead, give her a kiss, but then you're mine."

He swallowed, but surely did that before I pulled her away. "Watch, but don't touch," I warned her, before pushing him on the desk. "Now build up a big load again, but shoot my tits, Al," I told him, before taking it into my mouth.

"Yes, Trish," he moaned, plopping his hands on my head again.

I closed my eyes and focused on making him feel good. I heard some flinging wet sounds, so I knew Vicky was still making herself feel good. She moaned somewhat too, but didn't steal the show. I wasn't sure if he looked at her, but either way, I had him to myself.

I moved my head back and forth too even with his hands on my head, so I was in control. So, I felt the joy coming upon me, and sure enough, I didn't even know what to do with it. I didn't foresee this actually happening, but as it did, I loved it.

I even began making the slurping sounds, so he needed to pull my hair. I didn't mind that, though because it painted an extra sexy picture. I never knew revenge could taste so sweet, but it was. Even with Vicky seemingly enjoying the picture, she was still pissed.

"Does she suck your dick better than me, dude?"

"No, step-mommy, you're the best."

"You better remember that, man," I heard her make clear before I heard kissing sounds. "And make sure the only one you get pregnant is me."

'You're a bit processive, chicky.'

"Oh, fuck, Tirsh, I gotta cum," he moaned, jolting.

I released his cock and stroked it right over my tits. "Then give it to me, and not her, Al."

He was about to shoot them, but Vicky got down with me and pushed me. "No," she bitched, grabbing it and aligning it with her pussy as he was cumming. "Cum into your step-mom's cunt."

"Yes, step-mommy," he let out, giving it to her.

"Fuck you, hussy," I griped, pushing her a bit.

I didn't spoil her fun, so I proved to be a better sport than her.

"I'm sorry, Trish."

"Don't be," I told him, rising to him. "I know what a hot skank she is, and does pretty much what the fuck she wants. Now I'm gonna take a page out of her playbook," I told him, before undoing my skirt.

I kicked my shoes off as well and then pushed my thong down as well. I knew he couldn't possibly have more cum to spew into her by then, so I pulled him and pushed him onto my chair.

I couldn't resist, but feel his cock. "I'm sure you're tired of cumming inside your step-mom, and you want a different MILF to shoot inside, right?"

"You're a mom?"

"Yes, tart, not everything is about you," I branded her, before getting up on his lap. "Did you ever think he may want to fuck other women?" I asked, prior to snatching his rod. "It's wrong to cheat on Kendra even if she is a smart-ass all the time, but maybe he wants to spread his cum to other pussies," I theorized, aligning it with my slit. "Now feel me, Al," I ordered him, letting it slide in there. "Oh, that's a big one, Al. I could tell seeing it hard in your pants all the time, but I thought it was because of Kendra, but it's been because of your floozy step-mom?" I pondered, bringing his hands to my boobs.

"You can see her naked, Trish, can you blame me?"

"No, not at all," I made clear, before kissing him. "But cum inside, it'll piss her off, she can't get me off and get her cunt on your cock in time."

"Okay, Trish."

"No, not 'Okay, Trish.', Al. Don't cum inside her, it's bad enough she's blackmailing us, and are you married?"

"Yes, but it's not any of your business or your place to judge. I'm married to a guy that doesn't fuck me and has two kids in this high school and I need some action. So shut the fuck up and let me enjoy your step-son, slut."

"Oh, fuck you, Trish. You better give him an 'A+', I'll be out there," she whined, grabbing her clothes and heading towards the door. "Don't take too long, I still want to have sex once more before your father comes home tonight, Al."

"No, hussy, get back here and watch this," I ordered her, eyeing her. "I saw you having sex with John after our first home game senior year. So, you're gonna watch me have sex with your step-son here and like it. Otherwise, you'll never get to fuck him again, I'll have the news all over, do you read me?"

She flipped me the bird while giving me a dirty look. Rather than turning Al off, I felt his wood stiffen as I peeked back at him. I stayed close, but still rode him a bit as he kept his hands on my jugs.

I bounced up and down somewhat and made the chair roll too, but we were right up against a wall. So, we attacked each other with our breaths and gave one another lusty looks as well. All the while, it appeared that Vicky lost the will to masturbate.

That didn't Al from loving the feel of my twat and melons. I kissed him several times as I stayed so close to him, but we didn't talk. Nothing needed to be said, the sex yelled everything and more.

After a few minutes, his hands dropped down to my butt and he even helped me thrust my slit on his dick. That way, his head hit the wall, and I had to laugh, but he made us turn ninety degrees so his head was away from it.

In that position, I could see Vicky too. She still sported that pissed-off look and clearly hated the taste of her own medicine. I cheesed at her and got her to flip me off yet again, but that only revved my engines.

I clenched my pussy the best I could to thrill him even more. I surely wanted the sex to last, but on the other hand, I wanted to see the look on Vicky's face when I had him spewing inside of me.

'I have every intention of having him explode inside me, witch. I almost wonder if you did the same with John or Mike. Yes, give me the stink eye, I gave you the same, but you didn't know about it all those years ago,' I thought, before lifting myself a bit. "Now get your History teacher's hooters, Al," I commanded him, pushing them on his face. "Let your tongue out and lick those nipples. Let your step-mom know that she's not the only older woman you're interested in, huh? I have moneymakers to enjoy too, so milk me."

He nodded and certainly did slather those nipples ever so slowly for me. He titillated me almost immediately, but the scales were already tipped by the whole situation. I already wanted to have sex with him and I got my sweet revenge too.

So, I was happy and Al was enjoying himself. I felt his rod going apeshit inside me, and I patiently waited for him to lose it. In the meantime, I thoroughly cherished our time together, even if it was morally wrong.

I moved my crotch back and forth somewhat and had his member follow me to ensure I wooed him even more. I saw him have trouble keeping his eyes open, so I knew I was making him melt.

"You're enjoying it too much, when was the last time you got laid, you prude?"

"Shut the fuck up, Vicky!" I roared, shooting her a dirty look. "Your step-son is busy pleasing me, and I'm loving every second of it because you're such a cunt. So keep your mouth shut," I warned her, before riding him. "Now watch my flopping melons, Al, and let that load build up so much that you flood my womb."

"Yes, Trish," he moaned, fighting to take the pleasure.

"Yes, maybe it's been a while, but fucking you over in the process makes it so much sweeter, bitch."

"Enough!" he yelled. "Stop attacking each other, I don't know what all went on between you two, but cut the shit already."

"Fine," I replied, before kissing him. "How about after you go home with your step-mom to fuck her again, you come over to my place and earn some extra credit?"

"Um, okay."

"Good, young man," I commended him, rubbing his head for a few seconds.

Then I got back off him and took his cock back into my hands. I sucked off my juice from it and watched the results once again. He couldn't help, but feel my head like a good horny man.

"Holy shit, you're one grand woman, Trish."

I lifted my head back up. "I know," I agreed, before sitting down at my desk."Now fuck me just how you were screwing your step-mom not too long ago. Do me until you can't take it, got it," I asked, before pulling him to me.

"Yes," he moaned, aligning his member to my slit.

He stuck it right in there and grabbed my thighs. "I'm sorry, step-mommy, I am, but she is one smoking hot MILF."

"She knows, but she won't admit it. She just had bigger boobs and would put out for pretty much anyone, Al. I know you're already more than invested in her, so it's not gonna make a difference in what you think of her, is it?"

"No, but you're getting hotter by the second, Trish. May I call you Trish now?"

"When we're not in class, sure."

"Hey, shut the fuck up, you're not getting too close to her, Al," Vicky whined, getting on his side. "There's only one other woman you want to plow, and that's me. I'm your step-mom and think about all the sex we've had since your eighteenth birthday. Was doing it with your step-mom the best gift or what?"

"It was, but you're still married to my dad. I won't cut you off, but she's not married, and hot as hell too."

"What, her?" she grumped, backing away. "Are you serious?"

"What?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him. "Does that just shatter the image you have of yourself, Vicky? Your step-mom with whom you're having an affair finds me attractive? Fifteen years was good to you, but don't you think they were good to me too? Oh, what am I saying, you have your head up your ass, don't you?"

"Fuck you, Trish."

"No, that's your step-son doing that for me," I giggled, before lying back. "You don't like it, do you? Well, I knew that going in, but it's still enlightening to see that face. Now watch Al's cock calmly go in and out of my cherry. I may not have had a lot of sex lately, but I can take it, and you have to stand there and watch. You wouldn't want it getting out, would you? I'm divorced with just a high school teacher job, so what do I have to lose? You married rich, and even that wasn't good enough. Did you need your step-son too? Who is greedy now?"

She flipped me the bird yet again and indeed witnessed her step-son cheat on her with me. He grabbed my legs and kept them spread so he could keep his rod moving. Sure enough, it was difficult to take, but I was up for the challenge.

I had no idea how long he could last, but I couldn't wait to find out. Whether I liked it or not, I wanted it and even found myself clenching my buttcheeks a bit more to make him quiver. Still, he put up a strong front.

"I guess your step-mom did help you hold your seed."

He nodded, but kept going on me. I could tell he was in fact, struggling, but sure enough, he was out to make a load so big that he did, in fact, flood my vagina. I could see that he wasn't trying to like it and was thoroughly relishing the sex.

I had half my back and up over thin air, but I kept my head up and watched him fuck me as hard as he could. All the while, I had to check Vicky out over and over again. Seeing her in such distress was priceless, so I milked the image.

Al clamped down on my thighs as hard as he could and surely made it clear that he was into me, even if he didn't know about it before then. He eyed me nonstop and proved to her that I did have something to offer.

Sure enough, I didn't need to gloat, he did it for me by still shoving his rod into me frequently and moaning too. He was going down, but with a fight, though. Nevertheless, I had to back off on pushing him, and let just the feel of me be enough.

Then Viucky had to get next to him again. "So, what, are you gonna make her a baby mama, too?"

"I guess, if she wants it, she's one smoking hot MILF, Vicky."

"No!" she bellowed, pushing him. "It's 'step-mom' or 'Mom' to you, Al. You don't fucking call me by my first name."

"I'm sorry," he groaned, leaning down to me. "It won't happen again," he made clear, prior to feeling his dick explode.

He rattled and sure did give me his cum. I felt him push himself onto me quite a bit, and he nearly made us fall off the desk, but I kept us upright for the time being. After he was done shooting, he made sure to arch his back.

Then he got off me and my desk. "Wow, you're the hottest teacher I've ever had, Trish," he praised me, before yanking me up with him. "I love my step-mom for more than one reason, but you're one hot MILF too. I didn't even know you had kids."

"Yes, I'm in my forties too, just like that... older female," I alerted him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "She's a real piece of work, and if you didn't figure it out, I didn't miss her at all. I've given her as much thought as I gave the first shit I took after the last time I saw her."

Then he needed to turn to her. "Did you steal those boyfriends from her, step-mommy?"

"Dude, it was a long time ago."

"Just answer the question, I'm in no position to judge you, but I'd like to know. She said she saw you with one of them, but is it true?"

She sighed and broke eye contact.

"That's a yes, huh?"

"Yes, Al. I'm sorry," she apologized, looking at the floor. "Neither of us is perfect, but I do hope you don't look at me differently," she fretted, before covering her face.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. 'You're still a fucking drama queen too. I don't know what to think, but I won't be the super bitch that you are,' I thought, prior to coming to her.

I brought her to me and hugged her. Oddly enough, she accepted and hugged me back even though we were naked.

"Holy shit, you're both naked and hugging."

'Just as I thought,' I thought, before gently pushing her away. "To be clear, I'm the bigger person here, but now that he's seen both of us separately. Now he probably wants to see us together, Vicky," I theorized, before feeling her tits. "I'm game if you are."

"You fucking cunt, you knew-"

"Hell yes, I want to see that," he moaned, jumping up and down.