He had decorated the house beautifully. Although there was a masculine touch Grandma would never have considered, it was so tasteful Cindy was sure Gr...ndma would approve. ‘Can I get you a drink?’ Tim asked? ‘I’ll have a white wine.’ Cindy responded. ‘Cindy, I want to talk to you with our minds clear,’ He said, ‘Can I bring you a soft drink?’ She paused to consider what his hidden agenda might be. She noticed that although there were candles in the room, they were not lit, that the lights were. Keon must have felt a bit left out, because he said that he should really make sure I got home on my own. He wanted to take responsibility for me since he was the one who started this whole thing...in so many ways. Keon picked out my pants, shirt and shoes from the floor. I didn’t even bother with socks, and my thong was long gone. As I pulled them up, I just hoped that the cum leaking from my ass wouldn’t show through my pants.Keon didn’t even bother with his shirt. He pulled on his pants. He started rubbing his fingers up and down my labia and I spread my legs a little more. He leaned in to kiss me and I just grabbed the back of his head and crushed his mouth to mine. Tongues were darting back and forth between our mouths and it was for lack of a better word, HOT! I think his plan was to take it to the bedroom because he got up and grabbed my hand to help me up off the couch. We made it as far as the hallway and I turned him around, grabbed his crotch and said “Fuck me now!”.. "Well Ms. Jones, I expected betterbehaviour from you. I should fire you on the spot but I'm not going to. You willbe made to endure the upmost humiliation for your actions." Red could do littlemore than hang her head in shame. Mr. Brown pressed a button on his intercome,uttered something Red missed and in came two burly men. Red, or Ms. Jones as she was known bythe pupils was a nice woman. 29, with the perfect figure. She had always wantedto be a teacher, training for years in university and.