"Oh!" I said. She excused herself and told me if I needed her she was down the hall. I remember dropping my towel, looking at myself naked. And sittin... down on the edge of my bed. I read the instructions and viewed the illustrated drawings and proceeded to copy. The drawings did not illustrate the very sensual, sexual feelings that I was feeling. My red painted toes looked very sexy as the sheer silky taupe nylon covered them. As I worked the pantyhose higher my ankles, knees, and thighs were. "Thanks honey," she added, notwaiting for a reply. " Get your brother to help."I looked at Tyler. "Well?" Sorry. Busy," he said, skipping after my parents.I sighed. What had I expected?I cleared the table, loaded the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher andthen tidied up the kitchen. When I finished, I wandered into the livingroom looking for something else to do. It was like walking into a hiveof busy bees (except there were only two). Mom and Dad buzzed around notaccomplishing much of. She jammed the head of my cock in her slit & rubbed it up & down her pussy she almost jumped out of her skin every time she passed over her clit. This went on for about another 30 seconds or so & she came again. I then placed my cock at her entry & slowly started to push. Her lips parted & to my surprise I entered her quite easily it was a tight fit but her natural lube was doing its job. She let a massive breath out & went limp her head dropping to the side. Fuck she passed out, I grab her. The teacher and all the students turned and watched him as hecame in."Can I help you?" The teacher was relatively young, but her manner wasstern."Er, I think I'm supposed to be in this class?" He couldn't look her inthe eye, instead focusing his gaze on the computer on her desk. Fromthe corner of his eye, he could make out some of the girls whisperingtogether."You think? Philosophy isn't until junior year," she said, crossing herarms, to the titters of the girls. "What does your schedule.