To say that I was surprised would hardly cover it, I was dumbfounded! One of my students had actually had the desire and nerve to kiss her own teacher... then I chuckled to myself as I felt a warm glow run through me ... now that was nice! I finished my wine, put the bottle back in the fridge, turned all the lights off and went to bed. I left the door open so that I could see the dying embers of the fire, and snuggled happily under the covers. The last thing I remember doing before I fell asleep,. “Your uniform’s in the staff room,” I reminded her. She swirled on the tile. I was going to have to get Phoebe to mop really soon. Tiffany darted for the back. Courtney sashayed past the door. I left, waved to Franklin, fixed my hair in the staff washroom, and followed a going to break her neck Tiffany out into the dining room.“This it?” Sylvie asked, scraping a half eaten vegetarian quesadilla into the trash. The plate hit bounced in the bus tub. No wonder I had to replace so many dishes. At. A single lamp shone through a dark and dusty shade, and a TV tray was placed next to an over-stuffed recliner, the tray holding a dirty plate and empty beer bottle. Dancing lights from an old console-style TV set filled the room. For some reason, I thought Carl’s mom lived with him, but the appearance of this place removed all doubt.“He’ll be a minute.” Carl’s father offered. Then he sat in the recliner and turned his attention back to the television program, an exercise program showing. Gently in my wet hole.Suddenly, he pounced on me, taking me by surprise and knocking me backward against the soft down bed. He started to kiss me hungrily, eagerly, desperately. My hands immediately went to the hem of his t-shirt. I took it off and threw it to the floor without a care in the world. Fuck, I could feel his hairy chest against my bare body. It felt so right! “Go, lower,” I gasped lightly. I wanted him on my breasts now. I needed my nipples to be played with. God, his mouth was.