"I gave you instructions on how to work, and this isn't part of it. All of you get out of here this instant, go to the patio where you will eat, have ...ome coffee, then go home, take a shower, and go to bed. No one will think of work until tomorrow morning and only then will you tell me what you were working on. After that, you're banished to the beach, bar, or any beauties you can talk into bed. Now get."I reviewed what they had been working on and saw that they were looking for a way to. "Relax, first I'm going to taste you." I instructed.As she pushed her self fully onto the cushion, I told her to spread her legs so I could see her pussy.I could tell that she was uncomfortable as she blushed when I crawled up and took each knee and pushed them apart.Chelsea's pussy was neatly trimmed with a nice little triangle of hair just above her clit. I was amazed at how swollen her labia were and how wet she was...she was litterly dripping.I looked up at her and saw that she was watching. It did double duty as Julie’s lesson preparation and homework marking desk and as our dining table when we had cooked ourselves a proper meal that deserved more than the formica table in the kitchen. With the standard lamp and the two small bookcases we’d picked up from the family moving abroad, that corner of the sitting room looked quite business-like.One thing they never tell you in the advertising about becoming a teacher is the health risk! The little brutes constantly bring their lurgies. I loved watching Eddy's mom and wondering what sort of bra and panties she had put on underneath her clothes. I could often tell that she was wearing sexy demi-bras and thongs and she had the kind of sexy body that made anything she wore look good.One day, there was no doubt in my young teenage mind that Angie had been checking me out. It was 15 and I already had a pretty decent sized cock inside my swim trunks. Well, I caught Angie actually checking me out between the legs and when I realized.