The gym is empty and echoing, amplifying every single sound. You like it here after school when we are alone, you like the way it sounds as you bring ...our instruments of punishment down on my flesh, and love it even more when I cry for you.I could feel you watching me in class today, making me blush as I thought of all the things you had taught me over the last months. I knew you'd be able to see the outline of my nipples as they hardened and pushed against my white cotton shirt. I also knew. It started down a moment after we hit the button to call it.The doors opened and we found that we were staring at two women wearing fish net stockings, neon colored skirts that barely covered their crotches, and torn halter tops. One of the two women was touching up her makeup as we boarded."What cute boys," the other said. "Where are you going?" The lobby," I said tonelessly."Oh, you must be going someplace after that," the woman asked again. She changed her stance, shifting her feet so that. I lifted her knees a bit higher, fucked another stroke, more downwards, and her arousal increased. I fucked another stroke, landing with a bump, then another, pressing quite hard now, and another. Her face was young and excited and gorgeous.I began a steady fuck, and in a couple of minutes her face was tensing up, her pulsating pussy was tightening up and her potent pelvis was surging up at me. I leaned on her to stop it rotating my cock right out and she was there, cumming hard, while I fucked. Time marched on and true to my word I did help when needed. I always referred to all three of then as "the girls" it seemed natural. At first I felt a little guilty, the girls were all "lookers" and I would often fantasize about them. But my wife just seemed to see it as us being good neighbors, so I figured that there was nothing wrong with a little fantasy.Donna was in her early 30's and was a real beauty. She was medium height with perfect 34 B/C cups and tight little body that made them.