Taking a big chance I immediately replied “yes” and moved my hand right over her breast and nipple. She let out a little gasp and slipped her hand...up the leg of my shorts and grabbed my cock saying, “Well, I see you seem to be ready for anything… aren’t you?” I didn’t answer. Instead I looked at her and bent over and kissed her. She deeply moaned as our tongues intertwined. And now my hand was searching for the last buttons on her blouse to release them. Once her blouse was fully open I bent. The door was about half ways open when I heard her started to moan and breathe faster I stopped to watch her, she stretched her leg out and body started to shake. When she was catching her breath I slipped out of the class room forgetting to hold the door to close it, the door closed hard. I jumped then started to run down the hall in case she went to check it out. On the way home all I could think about was her, trying not to but my mind keep going to it. When I got home I layed in bed just. My wife is REALLY SEXY! She is a squirter. Yep a real life squirter. Every thing you have imagined about squirter’s is true. They are ALL horny and they like to squirt. Squirt is NOT pee. It really is female ejaculate. She squirts so much that she carries an extra pair of underwear everywhere she goes.Well any way, my wife started to squirt. When the couple a row ahead and to the right noticed her light panting. They both looked back over their left shoulders saw her. My wife got even more. Of course Eric would call when my cock is hard as fuck; all because of a dream I just had about Christina, his wife. "What’s up mate? Tell me you’re coming over today. The Mrs. is going to be gone and we will have the entire house to ourselves." I groan as I push my face into my pillow. "So, tell me that's a yes?” I lift my face and clear my throat looking at my clock. "It's barely twelve,” I complain, pushing my head back into my pillow. "Get your ass in gear and come over. The Mrs. made us.