She was dressed in a simple summer cotton nightie, and although it wasn’t revealing it wasn’t made of very thick fabric. She wouldn’t normally h...ve worn it without a robe in front of visitors, but this was her brother so she must not have thought about it.I watched him, watch her, for a little while, and could see that he was quite interested in catching a glimpse as her little breasts shook the fabric of the material. This gave me an idea, so I made a quick trip to the bathroom, and on the way. Wrey remarked. Gladly. The buzzer sounded and Ms. Wrey asked me to stay for a moment as the classroom emptied. My cock was rock hard. It seemed to stay that way in her class. The last student left the classroom. I kept my seat. Ms. Wrey stepped to the back of the classroom and turned off the classroom light. I hear the door lock latch. I didn’t dare look behind me. She placed both of her hands on my shoulders from behind me, as she leaned forward, her luscious breasts pressing against the back. He turned her towards him. They stood dangerously close; Anne looked up into his eyes and smiled. He kissed her on the mouth. She moved eagerly against him, then pushed away."No, we mustn't do this!" she cried."Anne, you've been drinking," he admonished, and kissed her again, harder than the first time.Her arms went around his neck. "God forgive me!" she moaned, standing on her toes, her mouth hungrily searching his in the darkness.She felt giddy, and drunk, and sinful, and terribly excited as. But I’m hoping tonight will be the beginning of a new chapter in my life.“Hey, are you Dana?” says a gravelly voice behind me. I turn on my bar stool and my eyes widen at the figure in front of me. He is slightly muscular with bright blue eyes and blond curly hair, my favourite. “Yeah that’s me!” I say as I blush a little, hoping that it’s dark enough in the bar for him not to notice. He orders a whiskey sour as we talk about our careers, our families and our pastimes.Before I know it it’s 2 in.