"Come on, John! You don't want to work in this pigsty forever, do you?" he had asked you 3 faithful years ago. "Come with me to The Capital! A friend ...f mine's hooked me up with a great job!".'Yeah, a real excellent job this shithole turned out to be', you think to yourself. 'At least you get to play at being a knight,' you think bitterly to yourself. John had gotten swiftly promoted to knighthood. Apparently had to do with his uncle pulling some strings in the Court."Mr Doe?"You snap out of. “Mmmm… that was just what I needed,” she purred into his ear. Feeling his cock becoming limp once again, she knew it was now or never if she was to fulfill her fantasy. She slid to her knees once again and gave him a nervous grin. Leaning back, arching herself, her long hair hanging behind her, she made the request. “I want you to piss on me.” He looked at her, not with surprise, but with excitement. Right then, she knew she was in for one hell of a shower. Moving her eyes forward, she saw him. Last week he openly admitted his feelings for his teacher. He fell in love with his fourth year English teacher, a well educated, beautiful, and sexy specimen of a woman. Auburn hair that bobbed to her shoulders, 34C breasts that were cupped by a lacy black bra that he could see through her top, well rounded hips that were holding up her black knee-high skirt, and legs covered in black nylon stockings accenting her natural shape.She tried to fight the urge for Allen, she had been a teacher for. One hand around her hips and the other across her stomach, sliding up and groping her softly. ‘I don’t know. Maybe…’ She trailed off as I massaged her perky breasts. ‘Then how about I check…’ I smiled and slide my hand between her legs. She inhaled sharply as I rubbed her pussy lips and pulled my hand away, looking at my fingers. ‘I guess I am a little wet.’ She giggled and blushed, placing the book on the nightstand. I smiled back at her as I moved from under her and laid beside her. I pressed.