We finished breakfast in silence and I put the dishes in the dishwasher. While climbing the stairs to our bedroom to get dressed, I couldn’t stop th...nking about what he had said at the table. ‘Why did he have to be such a jealous, m trusting , little prick all the time?’ I was now beyond aggravated and for a moment I thought about calling the whole excursion off. Then I decided that I deserved a little pampering after putting up with his shit, and besides if I was to be aggravated then so. This gave you plenty of time to spend with Miss Hanson, or Beth as she likes to be called.After the final bell rings and the rest of your class leaves you stay behind to "help Miss Hanson". I start pushing chairs back under the desk as Beth peeks out in the hall to make sure it's cleared out, she then shuts and locks the door. "God, John, I've been thinking about your giant cock all day. I'm so fucking wet right now" she tells you as she undoes your pants "I want you in me so bad. I want to. Well you guys know. So walked in and I see a few guys surrounding this girl with her breast showing. She was smiling and giggling the guys were close around her feeling on her tits. I heard one guy say to her to come to the back so he could show her his dick. Then he grabbed her hand and rubbed it on the front of his pants. You should of saw her reaction. She got up and walked hand in hand with her tits out to the back all the guys followed. I went to the bar to get a drink and to take. Before he started, Anita parted her legs, which did surprise me at the time; since the black guy could clearly see between her thighs.I noticed my sensual wife was glistening wet and fully aroused.And the black guy could also notice that for sure. On his way back up her body, Sandro's original plan deviated somewhat and he moved to massage her bare buttocks and inner thighs. Ana turned her head to peek and did a double take at the size of the bulge in Sandro's tight yoga pants. She smiled at me.