The woman was driving me crazy. "You’re in exactly the state I want for this particular talk. Now, follow me." I was in no condition to argue as she...lead me into the next room. Sitting me down on the sofa, she unbuttoned her top and straddled my lap. My cock jutted obscenely up between her legs and I could feel the warm moist heat of her pussy lips as she nuzzled herself against my shaft. False bravado, or not, she looked sexy as hell. "I have to ask you something. Yesterday, with David, was. I figured out she was his wife, but wouldn't mind if I'd venture and do something about my wet pussy, while this man was waiting for her wife to finish her morning shift. Each time he got to the store I did an effort to show off and he could see my bra and imagine my tits. I always did this in such a way I made sure he became too excited, having a hard on under his pants. I got no response, for this Mr. ignored me, behaving discretely, until the moment his wife went upstairs to. She points to the stairs and I follow her, admiring her flexing calves and tight, swaying buttocks as she walks upstairs to the bedroom. There, we kiss again. She tastes slightly sweet and our tongues find a sensuous rhythm while hands roam and our breathing becomes shallow and fast. She slowly undresses me, still kissing and groping. I entwine her hair in my fingers and I feel a cool hand gripping the shaft of my cock. Annie has strong fingers. I kiss over her collarbone down to her breasts. Not even Mr. Lance's Honda. Maybe I'd gotten lucky and he felt bad for me and just gave me a 70. But as I got closer I saw that one of the hallway lights were on. I walked to the door and pulled it open. I felt like vomitting again. I took a deep breathe and walked though and down the hallway towards his classroom. There was a dim light coming from the room. I opened the door and saw that the light was coming from a bunsen burner. Over the flame was a round glass tube looking thing. Like a.