"I'm sorry Andrea," I whispered turning away from the sight of her exposed sex, "I can't, not even with as sexy a woman as you."Andrea's face screwed ...nto a hint of rage then just as suddenly it was gone. Lowering her dress she tossed her hair as she turned for the door, "Well MR. Rubbins I'll take what I've seen to the committee let us Hope they want to keep you on." With that she slammed his door as she left.I was shaking, this confrontation left me weak barely able to stand and apparently. It only took seconds before her nipples became hard and I had to suck on them. She wrapped her arms around my head and pulled me to her breasts and held me there. It was now time to do her taut belly. I rubbed some oil on her and massaged her from her belly button to her muff. I then kissed her body following the same trail. My face again ended up in her muff. I could see her pussy was so wet and I could again smell her sex. I reached over in my drawer and she saw me. ‘You don’t need a condom. I was wearing a very low cut tank, and a loose bra. My skirt barely skimmed the top of my thighs, and I could hear an occasional moan rising from the throng of gyrating teenagers. To make a long story short, I was getting turned on and my sweet little nipples were growing harder by the second. My long blonde hair hung loose about my head. The lights in the house were dimmed, and I could just make out couples kissing and grinding against one another. Suddenly a boy I hardly knew came up behind. Michelle knew she was leaving yesterday, told his daughter and not him. She knew the kid wouldn’t have time to spill the beans too soon. What the fuck was she up to? The steamy water finished off the hangover. As he soaped himself, Monday night’s tender lovemaking with Michelle flooded back, he turned and expected to see her beside him, soapy and alluring. His cock sprang out and he started to jerk off, but the vision of her with Mutt in the bar Sunday night and her unexplained absence cooled.