All the girls in her fifth-grade class would fuss over him and try to cozy up to him every chance they got. He was good-natured about it and would mak... each girl feel special in a practical way except for her. Whenever his intense gaze would fall upon her, Anna would feel the need to hide. He was nearly always abrupt with her and she felt that he didn't like her much. It wasn't until years later that she had found out the truth of the matter.Anna's smile broadened and a warm tingling started. "You'd be surprised where people hide contraband," she said, spreading my arse cheeks with one hand whilst smearing my tight hole with lube at the same time."This gives me no pleasure, but I must check."Slowly she pushed the tip of her finger into my clenched hole before stabbing the full length deep inside. My whole body tensed and my cock twitched as her finger roamed inside my arse."I can't find anything with one finger, but it is my duty to be thorough."This time I felt the extra width of. I sprayed a mist in the room for a soothing fragrance and left the room for her to take out her robe and lie belly down on the massage table. After a couple of mins I knocked at the door asking her whether she was ready and she immediately said yes. It was rather fast. I guess she had not understood what I asked her to do.As expected she had just taken her robe off and was wearing a bra. I was awestruck and couldn’t close my eyes. Her hooters were huge! The bra somehow managed to hide them in. Trina went to college to become a nurse and Joe became a lawyer. I didn’t have those kind of smarts and went to truck driving school and became an over-the-road truck driver. I only did the state-to-state, long hauls. Joe and Trina were still in college when they got married. I was the best man, even though it killed me. I knew in my heart that I had to let her go, although I’d never forget her. They both got their degrees and stayed in our area, inviting me over for dinner whenever I was in.