Then Carmel reached under the sink and opened a cupboard. She pulled outthree wigs sitting on wig stands and I noticed there were a lot more inthere. ...armel looked at me seriously for awhile then selected a blondebob and piled it on my head. She turned me towards the mirror and madesome adjustments. I was shocked as I looked at myself; I lookedstunning. I couldn't believe the transformation to my face. I lookedlike a sexy, mid thirties, over made-up, slut."You like?" Carmel smiled at me."I look. Even holding onto her little feet as she wrapped her calves around my torso was quite arousing.It was a brilliant hot summer day, and we were in chest-deep water in a secluded cove of our favorite lake, having paddled there from Megan’s home in her family’s two canoes. We tied up the boats and tossed our things onto the shore where it made a sort of rocky shelf. Now we were playing a jousting game in which the shorter people sat on the taller people’s shoulders and tried to shove each other off. "Your wife tells me that your fantasy is to swallow another man's cum from her, after she's been fucked. That you talk about this while attempting your feeble lovemaking. Is this correct"? still sneering. "Yes, Master," you whisper. "Yes, Master what, you cuckolds brownie"! He barks. "Yes, Master, I dream of takeing another man's cum from my wife after she's been fucked," hoping again that your reply is correct. "That's more like it. And lucky for you that I have found your wife so pleasing. At that time of day, there were not many people in the school, usually the custodial staff and some administrators working in the office. It was one of these days that our story begins.Heather came in to Mr. Brown's classroom ready to work on her experiment. She had just come from practice, where she took a quick shower and rushed up to his room."Hey, Mr. Brown, I'm ready to work," said Heather as she entered the room. "I wanted to work on the energy transfer part of the of the experiment..