Why did I ever think dating him would be fun? He had become way too much like my father, wanting to control me.“F that,” I muttered to myself as I...capped my Passion Fruit Maroon lipstick. My lips were a shiny, vibrant red. It set off the blue of my eyes and made me look deliciously irresistible.My hips swayed in a new skirt I’d bought earlier at the mall, my small breasts bouncing in the negligee-like top I wore. The thin fabric dangled from spaghetti straps that molded to my torso and gave. I told Kim good night as I walked toward our bedroom. I tried the door; at least John had not locked me out. John was sound asleep as I crawled into bed. I cuddled up to him and I licked at his ear it was awhile before he finally stirred from his sleep.“John, sorry about earlier,” I whispered into his ear.“I know Janet, I know,” John replied before he drifted back off to sleep. I got up way before John did Friday morning, as he did not have practice that day. I made him a big breakfast before. I was merrily licking on the ice-cream as my horny teacher was playing with my boobs and tweaking my nipples. It was a heavenly feeling! The body circuit got connected between my boobs and my pussy.As my PT sir massaged and played with my boobs, the juices began flowing in my pussy again. I wonder what this connection was! Our botany teacher had not told us about this marvel of life.I started getting wet again. This time, we were not really watching the movie. I would take a chunk of ice-cream. God I was hot!I headed down the darkened hallway and heard voices coming from the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar and I could make out that they belonged to Helga and Carmella. I stepped into the darkened formal dining room where I could observe without being seen. Carmella was saying, "no no no, Helga, stop it, I'm not interested!" The door opened suddenly and Carmella came out looking decidedly disheveled, followed by Helga. They were framed in the subdued light from the bathroom..