I can’t imagine the pain you are feeling right now. It must be awful.’ She had a sympathetic tone to her voice. ‘I feel like I’m dying, like ...’m drowning and there no way for me to get to the surface to breathe. Then sometimes, I hope I don’t make it to the surface and it will just end.’ The hand on my shoulder quickly became an arm around my back. She pulled me into her and I just collapsed. I had no strength and was to week to fight back the tears. I know most men say they don’t like to cry. “I need to confide in you,” she said, her voice at once breathy and tense. “Can I count on your discretion?”“Of course,” Adelaide responded. The two had a long history of shared confidences from when Alicia had been studying at Cheltenham and Adelaide had started teaching there. As senior girl, Alicia had helped Adelaide a great deal, she acknowledged. Cheltenham girls could be as cruel to their teachers as most women were to their men but the teacher and student had formed a bond. Alicia had. After a moment he stopped moving. They both stood, sweating and panting against the wall. He realized that she was in the process of having a light orgasm of her own. Her dank and sticky pussy spasmed lightly. It was not very hard, but with his dick getting softer now that he had spent his cum it was steadily pushing him out. He pressed against her to make it last a little longer. Then after another couple of minutes he felt the head pop out from between her lips."Ummm," she cooed as he relaxed. Maybe it was a lapse of concentration like wondering what will happen if you drop your keys down the grate right before you let them go and stand there like an idiot. I hit the send button try as I might I couldn’t stop it, it had gone. I felt panic at first then a sort of strange wicked feeling, this would be my secret.There was a knock on the door, shoot I had forgotten I was expecting a delivery today and here I was in bath robe with only a pair of panties underneath. Granny pants my husband.