The girls gossiped about hair, makeup and reality TV. The boys kicked footballs, threw rugby balls and played cricket against the science block wall a... they did almost every day, breaking from time to time to brag about their encounters with their beautiful English teacher, mercilessly teasing those who had not yet experienced her exquisite mouth, pussy and arse for themselves.The grey cloud that had plagued the sky for several days had steadily dispersed, and the early afternoon sun shone. It hurt to admit it, but I was just as ready to move on as she was. She flew back one last time to Seattle to come grab her final belongings. It was a bittersweet time our last weekend we spent together. We spent most of it reliving our great memories and having the best sex we’ve ever had together. We signed our divorce papers and left each other on good terms. About a month after our divorce, I found out my ex wife had already moved on from me and was dating another doctor at her. I nodded 'Hi Daddy, it's nice to meet you'. And I got out of the car with my bag to go with him. I tottered on my heels, so nervous, as he led me, his hand starting on my ass, and moving up to the back of my neck and squeezing just a little, directing me towards his van parked about 50 ft away. He opened the side and got a small backpack of his own, and said 'Give me your bag, Stacey'. Setting it into the van and reaching in, he pulled out the leather cuffs and collar I brought, and a coil. I worked a third finger into my pussy and started slowly pumping them in and out. A little faster now, my clit was on fire. I thought to myself, the only thing better would be sucking on a nice hard cock right now, as a masturbated so openly. I tilted the seat a little more and put my other foot up on the other side of the steering wheel. It was time to cum. I wish I had brought a toy with me. I kept fingering my pussy, but switched to my left hand. With my now juicy right I went for my tight.