“How ’bout some of Ms. Candy’s pussy?” she asked. I couldn’t believe this was really happening to me, but if I was dreaming I never wanted t... wake up. I nodded my head and smiled at her, suddenly feeling relaxed. How could I have known that this 40 year-old music teacher was a nympho who was horny all day long and loved nothing better than young cock? That was all Ms. Candy needed. She lifted her hips and was out of her skirt in a second. No more teasing. She quickly rolled the soaked panties. The door buzzer rang and I let John and Jane in. When they got to my condo door and I opened it, the tension was sudden and so thick you could practically see it. John and I looked at each other and said hello, neither of us making eye contact. Jane looked at me, then at him, then back at me. ‘OHMYGOD! You guys are dating again! Oh my god! Oh my god! This is sooo great!’ Janey was gushing. Her eyes were wide and she got excitedly animated. John looked at her with a very cute expression of panic. She is a junior who is on the swim team and editor of the school paper.She wore a gray plaid skirt, white long sleeve shirt with a burgundy bow. At five feet four inches tall with shoulder length blond hair, she looked stunning.I walked over, introduced myself and asked her if she would like to dance. Taking my hand, she led me onto the dance floor as the music switched to a slow number. Pressing herself tightly against me, she whispered that she had hoped I would come over.Denise told me she. "And Becky's only 15, they are to have two separate rooms." She glanced knowingly over at Steven who blushed slightly but uttered no reply. "Also, you two girls will have the bathroom upstairs to yourselves as Steven hast his own Ensuite like your father and I have. There will therefore be no danger of ACCIDENTALLY bumping into one another." She said accidentally with a typical motherly, matter of fact, tone.I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Well now" I said. "We wouldn't want any BUMPING in.