I turned around and there he stood. Strip naked with a hard on so stiff I think he could have jacked up the ass end of a car. He walked over and smile... while putting his hand on my shoulder. He stood so close that his clock rubbed against my arm. I just stood there not really knowing what to do. Then I saw dad walk in behind him. "Go to your room" he said. I took off down the hall to my room. I heard cussing, things breaking and dad yelling "You perverted son of a bitch" then everyone came. She pulled me down onto the grass in our front yard. Her hands busy undoing my clothes and kissing wherever I became exposed. Soon with the grass tickling my back, she was voraciously sucking my cock and using her hands and fingers to still keep up the exploring.I had my hands on her breasts, rolling her nipples around between my fingers and pulling them gently outwards time to time. Her mouth was hot and wet on my cock and I felt her throat as she swallowed me all the way down. Her motions. Maybe for some boys the thought of a naked nun is a turn-on, but up until then I had only thought of wool and beads as a uniform and nuns as, well, nuns. Now I realized all that cloth was just clothing and nuns were real people — real women — and they were naked underneath. Even if I got out of this alive, I knew, the last few days of class would never be the same.Sister Juliet walked over to the bed now, just a few feet from me. But she didn’t look in my direction; she just. Nikki’s guilt was such that she wanted to see him too, and apologies if possible. Scott was 39 years old to Nikki’s 19, and there had been no romantic content in their relationship, at least on Nikki’s part. Nikki was happy with her new life, and her lover Rachel was keeping her well oiled as far a sex was concerned. So the thought never entered her pretty young head that this successful older man, “her boss”, would have romantic feelings for her. But if she had.