Even she started to finger herself as she couldn’t control anymore. So when Saturday night arrived, I took her out for a drink. She had like 3 shot..., and she was high, and she wanted to make out with me so badly. So I took her to my apartment, and she started to kiss me.I told her I got some work outside. So I asked to wear my favorite dress and wait for me. And I locked the door and left. I told her I will be back in 40 minutes. After 10 minutes, as per our plan, Mark entered. Reshma heard. Surely this was yet more lies from him, just to save his own cowardly skin.“I mean it,” he said, tugging on a lifeline desperately for the second time that day. “I’ll leave your mum, and move out.” She stepped back inside, enabling him to shut the door over, as if setting the scene to discuss terms. She wriggled free from his grip on her shoulder though and then leaned back against the wall, still feeling more in control than usual. “But you won’t,” she whispered back, hearing Sadie shut the. “On my, how did you do that?” She gasped. “It’s a secret Slut…ah…Angel.” Stripe said. “I can do all sorts of other things too.” He bragged pulling her to her feet. “How about that patch of lawn over there? Or do you want to pay me right here?”“Do what?” Angel asked. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach. It wasn’t too hard to guess what he wanted. She blushed, feeling a completely new sensation in her crotch. Stripe twitched his whiskers rolling his eyes. ”Here or in the grass.” He insisted.. Sometimes he blushes, like if I tell him I’m wet and ready for a hard fuck in his pick-up truck after practice. Depending on how hard I get him, he might dismiss practice early. I thrive on the jealous glances that get thrown my way, the speculation that’s going on. We both know people talk about us. We’re THAT couple…two hot, single teachers…why wouldn’t we be having sex?My thoughts are interrupted as he picks me up, hands under my ass, and carries me to the side of the field house, setting me.