Maggie remembered the day near the end of term when she spent a whole lesson with the 18-year-old grade 12s on the subject of nymphomania; what it mea...t; how it started and why it continued unabated. She remembered that as she spoke the classroom got very quiet, the girls' faces were all flushed and clearly excited. Several girls had their fingers underneath their short kilts fingering themselves. Maggie could see their busy fingers beneath the desk tops so she got more and more graphic in her. We both looked into each others eyes, smiling. I felt odd with no tention, she sighed with her own satisfation. I gently stroked her hair, she now felt like the farthest thing from my student. Her red hair was a little wet too, she scooted up and our breasts and nipples pressed against each other, sending little tingles through us. Im still going to need help with science. She said. Youll just have to come in tomarrow, it probably wont get done though. I teased, she smiled and stood up, pulled. It was twenty minutes until his wife was due home. “But my wife is due home in fifteen minutes.”Expecting to see Lara frown, Mike was surprised at her reaction. He watched as Lara unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, slid them down, and turned around—all within seconds.“I promise you’ll only need ten or less,” she giggled as she bent over the counter, exposing her bare ass.Mike felt the sweat dripping from his brow as his erection grew further. He would have to do something to relieve himself of. "I'm sorry, I really don't know why I bothered you with my troubles," he started to say but she put her finger to his lips and shussed him."It's OK, you have something I want and in return I'll help you with your problem," she told him.It was just after eleven when they got to the apartment. He looked around and was shocked to see the works of art. This woman had very fine taste and money besides. If the works were real, why she must have had millions hanging on her walls."Closer to three.