The icing on the cake.A dark purple padded bra. The padded bra I had seen my aunt wearing when she accidentally flashed me mere minutes ago.It looked ...h so arousing, lying on the floor, its material shining in the light. I brushed it with my fingertips and instantly retracted my hand. It was still warm from her body. "Fuck," I whispered, picking it up to inspect it, its slutty padded cups had held my beautiful aunts tits mere minutes ago. The front of the cups were made from a nice nylon. I wanted her there. I wanted her to be with me. There wasn't anyone else. Her reaction to my condition was all the proof I needed that she felt the same way. I didn't need her to tell me she loved me. It was her actions, not her words, that told the tale.We didn't make love that first few days. I think Michelle was being overly protective of me. But in bed at night she held me to her and rained soft kisses on me. It was great medicine and I returned them, getting a bit bolder with them each. Teacher – Honey, aren’t we going to our room?Me – No love. There is a surprise for you.She became excited, and so was I. We reached the room. The moment the door was opened. We were astounded and dumbfounded. The plush carpet looks iridescent, radiating a sense of luxury and comfort. The headboard introduces the perfect contrast leaving a dim, romantic glow and a feeling of intimacy.For the ultimate touch of romance, hanging light pink sheers that create a rosy glow throughout the space.. She stood up and I turned her around and pressed her up against the wall of the shower. She lifted her leg to the bench, which I assumed that was an open invitation. I moved behind her and pushed her arms up over her head where she found the special handle I had installed for such an occasion. My hands slipped between her legs and I found her moist, wet and ready. My fingers gently slipped over her clit and she gasped. "James, please," she breathed. That was all I needed. Her hand found my cock.