Years of seclusion left her with a hunger for the outside world and although her parents were stubborn, they could see the seriousness in her eyes whe... she threatened to move out on her own.The nightmare didn't end there for her parents, as the only school with availability on such short notice was a public school, with a particularly bad reputation."You'll get your wish" her father had told her "But every day you need to report to us what you've learned and who you interacted with"His voice. We exchanged another few messages, and then he invited me over for the following evening.I nervously fidgeted as I rang his doorbell. After a few moments, a kind-faced, handsome old gentleman opened the door. He greeted me warmly, and asked me to come inside.I stepped into the hallway, and we shook hands. The man was well-educated, and the conversation that followed was very pleasant. As we sat on the couch, drinking a glass of sherry, our discussion reached a natural pause, and he leaned. The moment he parked in the driveway she climbed on his lap and staddled him. Her dress split perfectly apart so that all that separated the two was a thin wet fabric and his jeans. Damien embraced her as he bulged closer to her, running his hands up and down her dress covered stomach and thighs and up to her rising cleavage. Alayna purposefully dropped herself and barely brushed his protrusion sticking back up at her. Teasing Damien beyond control until he finally picked her up and carried her. She admitted in the phone that she was already turned on. Her husband was on a business trip for some days and she had the possibility to have me come to her place. To turn her really on I told her a little about what I would enjoy to do to her, when I came to her house. But she had to do things in advance, first of all she should leave the backdoor open, then she should strip to only stockings, garner belt and a bra, and then blindfold herself and then wait for me to come. At first she would.